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Kyousuke tilted his head, considering Miranda's words. Like a book. Maybe there was something in that. He'd prefer to think of it as a scene from a play - and his mind starting to spin on that idea for a moment, imagining masquerades and balls, the drama that lied within people's behaviours and...

Kyousuke blinked, slowly coming out of his thoughts as another student addressed him. Miranda was her name? Kyousuke wasn't sure, but he recognised her from some of his classes. He gave a small, short-lived smile. "Thanks," he said, still a little taken aback by her enthusiasm. "I like your...

Kyousuke didn't really know why he went to the yule ball. It wasn't quite the same as the Halloween feast, where people dressed up in costumes. No, here his options were much more limited - he had to wear a suit and that was that. It wasn't creative enough for him, he couldn't really branch out...

Sorry this took so long, but here for Summer and Kyousuke: https://hogwarts.nz/threads/a-burgeoning-friendship.120655/

Kyousuke entered the arts room, a little curious what they'd be doing. He was a little bit disappointed to find out it wasn't anything to do with what he usually loved doing - theatre - but rather, picking something he knew little about. He looked around. His sister was the one who played piano...

Name: Kyousuke Kurosawa House: Slytherin Year: Second Year

Name: Kyousuke Kurosawa House: Slytherin

Kyousuke was pleased with accomplishments. Straight Os - absolutely everything he had come to accomplish at Hogwarts. Not a single complaint by a professor, a perfect record. That was everything he could have hoped for, everything he'd been working towards. He was also pleased to be seeing his...

Kyousuke had wondered what the history club meetings would entail exactly. When he got to the library, he was a little interested to see that this meeting would be a 'show and tell' - to talk on a subject that interested them, history-related of course. Kyousuke listened to the older student...

Kyousuke didn't know how to respond to being called serious. Maybe he was - that was something his sister sometimes complained about after all. "I guess I am," he admitted with a light shrug. "I'm an actor," he explained when she asked if he was an artist. "Specifically, I enjoy Shakespeare but...

Kyousuke considered her answer. "Hm, if you make art, doesn't that make you an artist?" he countered, a small air of doubt in his tone. "That's how I see it. Being an artist isn't something you reach, it's the journey. Always improving and coming up with new ideas." Kyousuke spoke with a faint...

Kyousuke found the answer, while not exactly what he asked, to be sufficiently clear. He blinked as he looked at her homework assignment. Evidently she really didn't take school seriously, which was both a shame and fine with Kyousuke, people were free to live how they pleased, but the extent of...

Kyousuke blinked. This boy had obviously thought things through to an extent that even Kyousuke hadn't anticipated. He was taken aback for a moment, not responding straightaway but taking a brief pause. "I don't know about that," Kyousuke said slowly, not quite confident. "Also there's...

Kyousuke agreed about the music, but the rest of it sounded odd. "Is there a problem with food not being watched?" Kyousuke asked skeptically. What did this kid think would happen, that someone would come along and spike everything? The idea hadn't occurred to Kyousuke but now it had and for a...

Kyousuke didn't really like balls in particular. He didn't know why he'd decided to go, except that he thought it might be a good look to show face. His dad had packed a suit for him anyway, and maybe he could lie and say he went when he didn't but that didn't feel right. He was watching...

Kyousuke nodded, agreeing that patience was key. He knew he'd be intending on taking all subjects, so surely he'd find a way to get an excuse to get into the restricted section. But it was years away, and he was still considered young by wizarding standards. He didn't feel like that - he felt...