Notes

((Hi, I've been wanting to do this for a while now. I want to to a roleplay where the Uke is against gays. I preferably would like to be uke but I wouldn't mind being seme either. This starter is for me being uke but if you want to be uke just say so and I'll write a different one. :) so how this will work is simple. They know each other > one confesses to the other > person who gets confessed to is against gays > go on as we please. We can do whatever we want durring this. You wanna confess to them by having sex? Go ahead! Makes it more interesting! :) Also I like to play more Seke or Ume characters. thanks!!))


Gray sat at his desk, he wanted to finish his work quickly but he just felt so restless. He couldn't get his mind in the right place today. He didn't know what but something was definitely wrong. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. Perhaps he was just hungery? Or possibly he was just tired? Gray sighed and rubbed his face, his red hair starting to hang in front of his face a bit. His face felt so foreign to him now. He had changed so much in only five years. He looked into his reflection on the black desktop screen beside him. He frowned at what he saw. Its not like he didn't like his appearance. Its just that it wasn't really... Him. If you had looked at a picture of when he was fifteen, one would never know they were the same person. Gray had an act for being the party animal, rockstar type. The sides of his firey head were always shaved and his body was pierced in several places. He had one on his eyebrow, one on his lip, one on his nose and eight on each ear. As well as his belly button and back. But now... Nothing was the same. His hair had grown out and was now a bit shaggy, his piercings had long been removed, some creating scars. The only one that stayed was he belly button. Gray groaned and sat back in his chair. He just wanted to go home. He pushed his white sleeve up to see his watch. 4: 56 pm. Almost there. Four more minutes. That's all he had to endure. Four minutes. The red head looked around and finally looked back at his work. He needed to finish this tomorrow. He passed his four minutes faster by building a paper airplane and throwing so that it it Bruce's head, the big guy in his district. He laughed when he couldn't figure out who threw it and crushed it into a ball. He looked at his black watch again and smiled, 5:00 on the dot. He jumped up and walked to the door. He was tired and he just wanted to lay down. He started to walk down the stairs and outside, not paying attention to anyone. He wished he had brought his IPod. He started to hum 'bullet' by Hollywood undead. Gray might no have looked like it anymore but he still loved his punk music. He would still look like he used to too but it was best to change. He needed to find a good job. And with how he had looked. That would have been impossible. He turned the corner and looked around, humming.