Ryuji Suguro • Creative
His hands worked away as he cut through the folded paper. Everyone waited to see what exactly he was doing. No one could look away not even you. Rin was waiting, Shima was waiting, the students present were all waiting.
Then it happened. He revealed it.
Pulling the paper apart the paper he revealed the patterned that he had been cutting out. It was little figures that looked like a family, bigger ones holding the hands of smaller ones.
As Suguro sat cross legged he had his eyes closed while holding out the masterpiece he created. He was most defiantly proud of his work.
You were the only one who spoke up. "Wow Suguro, I never expected you to be so creative."
"Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
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