- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Agender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Nonbinary
- Genres
- genre(s): general, fantasy (high or low, modern, urban, or whatever), slice of life, modern, supernatural, paranormal, comedy, romance, mystery, drama, adventure ; dark themes (to add more)
themes: angst/fluff ; slow/fast burn; romance ; platonic ; arrange marriage ; fake dating ; enemies to friends ; enemies to lovers ; college, family, friendship, hurt/comfort, bayside/beach/island, city/urdan, forest, mythology, mythological creatures, friends to lovers, found family ; (to add more)
Kaizen Emerald
✹ Anne ✹ Marie ✹ Emerald ✹
"Daddy! Mr. Florence's here!"
Anne-Marie yelled as she dragged the said man over to the kitchen when her father was almost finishing up the drinks. Kazien nearly dropped the two glasses of non-alcohol, grape wine when he heard his daughter's loud voice. The redhead placed the glasses down on the counter before letting out a heavy sigh and walked out of the kitchen, only to bumped into a firm chest.
Kaizen frowned as he looked up to see the familiar face of the Italian teacher. For some reasons, he feels like he seen the face before. Not from the school concert. But somewhere else. Almost as seeing it in a peaceful expression without no stress and work hours on it.
Kaizen shook his head before apologizing to the curly-haired male for bumping into him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Um... Welcome, Mr. Letterie. Why don't you make yourself at home, I'm almost done in the kitchen."
Kaizen stated, smiling weary before going to pick up the glasses and placing them in the dinning room. Anne-Marie took hold of Florence's hand again and dragged him to the living room.
"C'mon, Mr. Florence! I can show you around the room!"
She said, grinning happily as she sat him down on the couch.
Anne-Marie yelled as she dragged the said man over to the kitchen when her father was almost finishing up the drinks. Kazien nearly dropped the two glasses of non-alcohol, grape wine when he heard his daughter's loud voice. The redhead placed the glasses down on the counter before letting out a heavy sigh and walked out of the kitchen, only to bumped into a firm chest.
Kaizen frowned as he looked up to see the familiar face of the Italian teacher. For some reasons, he feels like he seen the face before. Not from the school concert. But somewhere else. Almost as seeing it in a peaceful expression without no stress and work hours on it.
Kaizen shook his head before apologizing to the curly-haired male for bumping into him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Um... Welcome, Mr. Letterie. Why don't you make yourself at home, I'm almost done in the kitchen."
Kaizen stated, smiling weary before going to pick up the glasses and placing them in the dinning room. Anne-Marie took hold of Florence's hand again and dragged him to the living room.
"C'mon, Mr. Florence! I can show you around the room!"
She said, grinning happily as she sat him down on the couch.