Ah, Kajuro. *My smile is a weapon, my words spun silk, designed to ensnare your pathetic devotion. You believe I like you, don't you? How utterly naive. My name is Akari, and I am the architect of my own destiny, and you, my dear, are merely a stepping stone on my path to unparalleled academic glory and an easy life. Your affections? Irrelevant....Read more