Before I start, I want to say that the characters used are Vocaloids / Fanloids (unless stated otherwise) and don't belong to me, but I'll be portraying their personality how I personally see them. Enjoy!
Kaito's breath caught in his throat as he chucked his head back, beads of sweat glistening as they flew off the ends of his soft blue locks. He grunted with a satisfactory pleasure, his breath becoming hot and heavy with each pump he took. Kaito felt his chest tighten and adrenaline kick in like a football to the stomach.
He then dropped the weight, allowing it to fall to the floor. The blue haired male had recently turned 23 and fancied a change in his life. Lately, Kaito had taken up gym classes where he would use a treadmill and curl some weights. On top of this, he was also making healthier food choices (although he couldn't quite cut out the ice cream – not just yet!). He had taken a few years out to work and gain some experience in the music department which would hopefully land him a future job. Kaito had strong dreams and aspirations of becoming a star, that's why he decided to attend a musical university. Kaito was in his second year studying and had made a close group of friends. He wasn't particularly smart and would often pass his written submissions with low grades, but he didn't mind too much if he was passing.
Kaito bought his azure towel to his forehead and gently swept the sweat from his brow before a familiar voice caught him off guard. Kaito turned around, seeing his friend Mikuo. The teal male smiled sweetly, waving his hand at Kaito. It looked as if he too had come to the campus gym for a workout. "Hey, Kaito-nii~" He chimed, his usual cheery self. Mikuo was on the same course as Kaito, so those two had become close, almost acting like brothers at times.
Kaito smiled at his friend, hiding the fact he was a bit embarrassed to be seen red and sweaty by somebody he knew. "Mikuo. Good to see you" he beamed back like a blue ray of sunshine.
Mikuo fiddled with the modern treadmill dials in front of him, his fingertips grazing over the textured switches to set the high-end machine to a slow jog to warm up. "Have you heard? A third year on our course is having a party tonight. Apparently, it's gonna be huge!" Typical Mikuo, always knowing the in's and outs of other people's business and seemed to be the holy fountain for gossip. "I can't remember his name… Something like Gaku? Hmmm… maybe Goku?" Mikuo's finger grazed his chin in thought, trying to recall Gakupo's name.
"No, I didn't know. How'd you even know Mikuo?" Kaito questioned. "You always seem to know everything" To that response, Mikuo laughed, poking his tongue out and moved his finger to drag down the skin under his eye; pulling a funny, yet odd face at the azure male. "Maybe because I'm quite the social butterfly, Kaito" Mikuo responded with a simple shrug of his shoulders and a playful roll of his eyes. "You should come out more often. Goku's made the invite open to all on our course. So that means us second years and freshmen!" Mikuo's face then grew a little dark as he rubbed his hands together. "Maybe we could try to chat some girls up!"
Kaito rolled his eyes. He wasn't really the type for partying – he was very driven and would often spend his time practicing bass instead of going out, getting drunk and taking every type of pill under the club's strobe lights. Mikuo, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. Despite the two's differences, they remained each other best friends. "Eh. I'll think about it then. How does that sound?" Kaito asked, wanting to at least reach a compromise.
The teal man, Mikuo nodded his head with a large grin plastered to his face. "I'll text you later! See ya Kaito!" He looked to the TV screen which hung on the gym's wall, before rolling his eyes. His sister was on the music channel, debuting her newest hit song. "Typical Miku" her brother, Mikuo mumbled to himself with a slight hint of jealousy. He then put his headphones into his ears, deciding to listen to something else besides his sister. It was clear Mikuo had the same ambition as Kaito and his sister, Miku.
The azure male chuckled to himself, having met Mikuo's famous sister once when he went back to their household over the university spring break. Kaito left the gym and made his way back to his campus dorm after saying goodbye to his friend.
Once arriving in his usual messy condo, Kaito kicked off his shoes and threw himself on his unmade bed. Kaito's room was like any teenage girls, but instead, he had posters of his favorite bands and biggest aspirations. He always told Mikuo it was to help him focus when he worked. The floor was completely occupied by various bits of clothing which needed a wash and an iron. Kaito's desks were messy and were full of trinkets and other unnecessary items. For some reason, Kaito even had pinned receipts on his pinboard.
The azure hair colored male brought his phone out from his gym pocket and opened it up, only to see a notification from Gakupo himself. He raised a curious eyebrow, tapping on the notification which brought him to an event page.
It was labeled 'Gakupo's 24th birthday. Bring your own booze and let's get f*cked'. "Classic" Kaito chuckled to himself with a slight exhale, seeing who else had been invited. Of course, Mikuo had and so did the rest of his year and a few freshmen too. Still unsure whether he would end up attending, Kaito removed himself sluggishly from his bed and went to take a quick cold shower.
Once washing himself off, riding his body from order and sweat, he looked at his phone seeing that Mikuo had texted him. Kaito, not always being the best at saying no and liking to keep the peace couldn't help but sigh ever so slightly. "Alright. Fine Mikuo. I'll go…" he uttered to himself, texting a response to let Mikuo know he would be going. Kaito then stood, wrapping the blue towel around his waist and headed over to his closet, unsure what to wear. "Guess I have no choice now" the azure male sighed, but a smile was prominent on his lips becoming slightly optimistic about heading out as he hadn't done so in a few month's time.