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age 14 years old
birthday feb 14th
rank academy student
occupation student
It had been a few years since their reunion, but in that time there had been seldom few opportunities for Naoya to actually express himself to Sadako. On some level, there was a hidden language shared between the two, as if the spoke through their minds. The boy's old friend just seeming to get him, without him having to say a word. But there was still a barrier, like a coffee cup whose lid sports too small an air hole. How Naoya wanted to drive a knife through the cover that stifled communication between his best friend and him. He felt like a victim, like a loser that demanded patience of everyone around him. But that pathway remained blockaded. For now, letters were one of the few ways he could share himself with other people. And so Sadako, more than anyone else, was all but forced to participate in this little pen pal exercise. As was routine, Naoya gathered himself at the end of the night to write in his journal. Some entries became those aforementioned letters, but most were fated to fade into the darkness of vellum pressed into the back of its siblings. But today he wrote with a purpose. Illustrious Devil Queen, "-_-"
It's been a while since I wrote somethng something to you like this- I think. I'm not even sure if I have the right address anymore?? Do these get checked before you get them? That would be lame how would we plot the downfal of Amegakure lol
Just wanted to see what's been going on and uh, kind of speak in a way, for like a change of pace
Also like, how the fuck do I get anything done in the academy lmao it's like self study all the time? Where tf the teachers at
How are you? We should get breafast breakfast this weekend if your down?
-Naoya When the boy was finished he tore the page out and stuffed it into an envelope and sent it through the standard post. Nothing fancy; this was hardly a diplomatic missive. And, if he did do anything overly formal, Sadako would no doubt bully him relentlessly for it.
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