Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-26854056-20170403211532

Leon flinched slightly, turning to Harvard with a slightly sympathetic gaze. Almost immediately, he clambered over the chair, grabbing him by the waist so that he could firmly embrace him in an attempt to comfort him although there were no signs that he harboured any prominent emotion to the statement.

''I'm sorry, Harvard. They're just... Ridiculous. You're smart, sweet, gentle. There's nothing wrong with you, so please. Never say that there is something wrong with you or that you're a failed experiment. They just don't recognise perfection~''

He pecked him lightly on the cheek, cupping his face in his hands as he hummed irritably under his breath, his pacifist and tender-hearted personality seemingly disappearing as his eyes turned so sharp that they could probably wilt flowers and make children cry at a single glance, an angry scowl on his face as he gripped Harvard's shoulders gently.

I'm going to fucking cut a bitch.