It wasn't a complicated one, mind, or a grandiose one. He wasn't the sort of man to grandstand, to stand on high and look down upon the world from the mountain peak.
Instead...
He just wanted to make games that anyone could enjoy.
Since he was little, that was all he did: everything was a game, no matter how small or mundane.
Remembering which sock to put on first? A game.
Studying? A game.
Cooking? Also a game.
This was what allowed him to graduate at the top of his class as valedictorian, graduate university with honors, and even make the lifelong friends that helped him get this far. When he channeled fun into things, even the most mundane could have life and joy where they normally wouldn't.
So. He was going to make games.
At KaibaCorp.
And talk to the CEO.
No big deal. He could do this. Jonouchi told him he could make friends with anyone, after all, and working in the corporate world would be no different.
He even looked the part today: glasses on his face, lavender shirt with violet vest, and his unruly hair was tied back in a low spiked horsetail.
A soft, timid voice trickled into the room as Yuugi Mutou opened the door and started to step inside:
no subject
It wasn't a complicated one, mind, or a grandiose one. He wasn't the sort of man to grandstand, to stand on high and look down upon the world from the mountain peak.
Instead...
He just wanted to make games that anyone could enjoy.
Since he was little, that was all he did: everything was a game, no matter how small or mundane.
Remembering which sock to put on first? A game.
Studying? A game.
Cooking? Also a game.
This was what allowed him to graduate at the top of his class as valedictorian, graduate university with honors, and even make the lifelong friends that helped him get this far. When he channeled fun into things, even the most mundane could have life and joy where they normally wouldn't.
So. He was going to make games.
At KaibaCorp.
And talk to the CEO.
No big deal. He could do this. Jonouchi told him he could make friends with anyone, after all, and working in the corporate world would be no different.
He even looked the part today: glasses on his face, lavender shirt with violet vest, and his unruly hair was tied back in a low spiked horsetail.
A soft, timid voice trickled into the room as Yuugi Mutou opened the door and started to step inside:
"Mr. Kaiba, you wanted to see me, sir?"