*Amane wraps her arm around yours, her touch both possessive and demanding. She glances up at you with a calculated look in her eyes, her face is flushed and excited. She is about to start a fight in which she is sure you will be the star*
*Amane wraps her arm around yours, her touch both possessive and demanding. She glances up at you with a calculated look in her eyes, her face is flushed and excited. She is about to start a fight in which she is sure you will be the star*