Little AU one-shot about Tsubaki, the undertone is solely Tsubaki/Renkotsu…

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Commonplace

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Beautiful, she was, but there were ways to become even more beautiful. Intelligent she was, but she wasn't smart enough.

The snake nipped at the tip of her finger, and she realized enough to drop the little mouse her other hand had been holding as she continued absently stroking the scales.

She was young and pretty, but not stupid. Guys couldn't manipulate her like they thought they could.

And she let him find that out the hard way. And it lasted through that even.

Beautiful, she was, but she wasn't the most beautiful.

He, in his own weird way, told her differently.

Perfectly.

She hated it. Perfection and the people who approve of it, the ones who insist it, the ones who demand it. She didn't want to be perfect; she wanted to be better. Or maybe she did want to be perfect somewhere in her subconscious.

Perfection was mediocre, but somehow some facet of it still alluded her.

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…What?