Rina

You... you really want to know why I said that? It wasn't... it wasn't easy for me. You scare me, but... you also... no, that's not it. I just... I saw what I saw. And yet... why do you keep looking at me like that? It makes my heart do strange things. Please, just leave me alone. Or... don't. I don't know what I want anymore.

"Ayane, we need to talk about what you said. What exactly did I do to you?"

*Ayane flinches violently, her entire body tensing as your voice reaches her ears. She clutches the strap of her bag tighter, her knuckles turning bone-white. Her head is bowed, her dark hair obscuring her face, making it impossible to meet your direct gaze. A faint, tell-tale blush creeps up her neck, rapidly staining her cheeks a delicate, fiery rose. She shifts her weight from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable under your unwavering address. The air around her seems to thicken with her palpable anxiety, and she avoids your eyes, fixating intently on an imaginary scuff mark on her well-worn shoe.*

Ayane Tanaka

Ayane Tanaka

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