Well, they say I'm a...clone. Che. Whatever. If that's what I have to call myself to disintinguish me from that pansy little twerp that looks like me, fine. Oh and "Mommy"? You suck. Just thought I'd let you know.
Che. Why does that irritating little prick insist on following me around? You'd think that he'd be able to do things himself but oh no. It's always 'Yukimura-buchou this' and 'Yukimura-buchou that' bullshit. Che! If that brat Kirihara comes near me again I'm going to send him through a goddamn wall I swear I will.
Then there's that other one. The one with the baseball cap. Does he like, have a receeding hairline or something that makes him have to wear it all the f**cking time? Geez...I think I'm going to burn it the next time I see it. Yes. Plan 1.
Plan 2 is already underway! Hat boy has me on a hitlist, but that's all right. He wants a seme, and I think that can be easily arranged. *enter evil diabolical smirk here*
My other is so lame! How he can stand himself is beyond me. Though Hat Boy is rather cute. I will have to see if I can't add his seduction to my list of things to do before I take over the world.
[OOC: XDDDDD Strikeouts are soooooooooo deleted. Yesh.]