[As expected, Yuri baseline slides right into the first year class with the rest of them, chalked up as one of the best figure skaters for his age. Much to his dismay, he's still harassed by all the girls, and the boys are who he tries desperately to avoid at all costs. Because what are friends.
But Senri can't (and won't??) avoid him for very long. Not when he's walking around in a t-shirt that looks an awfully lot like one a certain green-haired partner has. Uribos; a wash of color and style and graphic design. That's suspicious. Did he...? Did Taka...?
Yuri spares Senri an idle, passing glance, and then keeps going with the ice skates hung over his shoulder and the studded bookbag on his back.]
Plisetsky, Yuri. [It's muttered, and he doesn't bother listing his year--Senri knows it anyway--or his career path. The ice skates are telling?] Did your partner lose you or something?
im so mean for this
But Senri can't (and won't??) avoid him for very long. Not when he's walking around in a t-shirt that looks an awfully lot like one a certain green-haired partner has. Uribos; a wash of color and style and graphic design. That's suspicious. Did he...? Did Taka...?
Yuri spares Senri an idle, passing glance, and then keeps going with the ice skates hung over his shoulder and the studded bookbag on his back.]
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hm.
he should mind his own business
however given that this is senri]
Plisetsky, right?
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And turns just enough to look back over his shoulder. Senri gets a once-over.]
Who the hell are you?
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senri, externally:]
Nito Senri, first year and stage actor! I'm pretty sure we share our homeroom together?
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Plisetsky, Yuri. [It's muttered, and he doesn't bother listing his year--Senri knows it anyway--or his career path. The ice skates are telling?] Did your partner lose you or something?