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Akaashi just wanted a normal college experience.
Maybe some occasional parties, bit of alcohol with friends, and mostly studying for his degree.
What Akaashi didn’t expect, was to wake up in a beautiful stranger’s room, naked with a pain in his lower half on the first day of school.
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- Part 1 of BKAK College - It was you all along
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Bookmarked by MikoMonday
06 Mar 2026
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Zanka blinks at the older man. Then blinks again. Feels like his brain has done a hard reset at the sudden pivot in topic.
Feels dumb when he blurts out, “Follo?”
“Mhm, he was real worried about you missing dinner. Wanted to make sure someone brought you something.” Enjin states, reaching up to rub at his chin in a theatrical display of thoughtfulness. “You know, he could have just brought it himself.”
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Zanka is injured, and Follo’s reaction forces them to confront unfamiliar feelings.
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25 Feb 2026
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What was it you called me? by Chromeshee
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
26 Jan 2026
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He remembers their tiny dispute. And Follo’s shoddy retort. He kept searching around his brain for the leftovers of yesterday, to try and piece together the full sentence. But only two words really stood out to him.
…pretty boy…
What the hell kind of insult was that.
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21 Feb 2026
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Determination can feel a lot like Love by xsenbonzakurax
Fandoms: Gachiakuta (Manga), Gachiakuta (Anime)
20 Nov 2025
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Follo remembers when he had first seen Zanka in vivid clarity. It was a cold day in the north ward, toxic snow drifted lazily to the ground as it always did. The sight was a strange mix of toxicity and beauty in this awful world he lived in. The murmuring of the same people he always spoke to droned around him, except there was a spark of something different in the air that day. He had run there, afraid of who he might see, one of the faceless mob, leaning forward to get a single look, a single taste of those that were brave, those that were special. Afraid to see that he had remained here whilst his friend had succeeded him. He hadn't seen his friend though, instead his breath was caught. He understood the mob at once, this was the sight of someone special.
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Or I just wanted to write a fluffy piece about these two boys with inferiority complexes and this is what I got.
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- Part 1 of FolloZan Fluff
Bookmarked by MikoMonday
20 Feb 2026
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Zanka, whose face was now crimson, put his hand on Follo’s shoulder to make some distance.
He recoiled his hand sharply, mortified, “Sorry, I didn't uh-”
“Follo…” It was almost a laugh. “Are you hittin' on me? Is that what this is?”
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20 Feb 2026