▸ ‘ & the Intern ;

         IT WAS ALMOST THE END of the month and it’s usually these days where Aikawa-san comes and pick up Usagi-san’s manuscripts. Unfortunately, the older male seem to have forgotten his manuscripts at home and considering he was one his way there for his part-time job, Misaki decided to bring it over for him. On his way to pass the manuscripts, the male accidentally manage to bump into someone.

                      “ uwahh– i’m sorry..
                         i wasn’t looking at 
                         where…. hiiiieeek!! ”

          Usag.. He definitely looked like those moments where Usagi-san had to catch up for a deadline.

                          DEATH was a look like Takano wore well as the ending of his cycle came around the corner. Manuscripts were finally pouring in but were SEVERLY pushed passed their original deadlines. Editors wandered around aimlessly as they traveled back and forth–trying to keep up with the high demands from the publishing and sales team; their expressions mimicking that of a ZOMBIE. Though he was quite accustomed to the atmosphere, the chief editor couldn’t even manage to properly adjust to the hectic time frame. The same lifeless expression was all that came his way–or so–that’s what he thought. Before he could take another step, a body had slammed into him–causing him to wobble back. Though visually impaired due to the strain on his eyes, Takano was able to catch a glimpse of the person’s face before collapsing against a nearby wall–a low grumble slipping past his lips,

                         “E-…Excuse me…”