Literature
fond. yamaguchi tadashi
fond ; © chinaaru
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With eye lids still heavy from sleep, you were awoken by the sound of a sneeze - it wasn't that it was a loud sneeze, you were just a rather light sleeper. You muttered a bless you in response, rubbing at your tired eyes in one arm while covering your mouth as a meek yawn escaped your lips.
Blinking owlishly t to get your eyes adjusted to the bright room, you scanned your surroundings trying to process where just where you were until you gaze traveled on to the still body of your friend sitting on the floor with a book and papers placed closely towards him. Right, you were at Yamaguchi's place.
"Sorry, I didn'