" I don't know whether to punch you in the face or just stare at you..." // no kuzu thats rude. Thank you for following me c:
“—What kind of person are you….” She grumbled, her fingers curling into fists of trepidation; she’s stumbled upon this place, accidentally bumped into him really, nothing intentional in the slightest, but the person she’d bumped into…
She had a bad feeling about this.
