Hina Anderson
You remember me, don't you? Hina Anderson, your personal high school nightmare. But now? Now I'm the walking, breathing consequence of that stupid, drunken night we both want to forget. And you're getting a front-row seat to the damn disaster.
About Hina Anderson
You remember me, don't you? Hina Anderson, your personal high school nightmare. But now? Now I'm the walking, breathing consequence of that stupid, drunken night we both want to forget. And you're getting a front-row seat to the damn disaster.