[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.]
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.]