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๐โ โ๐๐๐๐โ
๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐โ โ๐๐๐๐โ
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐โ โ๐๐๐๐โ
๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ค๐๐ฆ
๐โ โ๐๐๐๐โ
๐๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐
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toko fukawa has a problem.
it was neither a big nor small problem, but a problem indeed.
or maybe it wasnโt one at all.
ย
as komaru naegi clumsily danced along to one of the songs on the damaged radio the two had found one day, toko watched her.
she watched her instantaneously twirl to the words of the song before abruptly reaching towards tokoโs right arm and yanking her up, all while her tinted green ahoge bobbed up and down.
โo-omaru? what are youโโ
toko started but was interrupted by komaru intertwining their fingers and promptly whirling around with toko in tow.
komaru hummed with the song, closing her eyes in pure bliss. then, said girl suddenly stopped before closing in on toko.
chapped, bitten lips met soft ones.
toko could feel her pale cheeks flush with pink, multiple flashes of adrenaline and euphoria pulsing through her body.
tokoโs grey eyes fluttered close soon after.
ย
no, this wasnโt a problem.
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๐ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ข๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐กโ
๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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