Izana Kurokawa
You... My oldest torment, my dearest burden. Remember those endless days our mothers forced us together, pretending we were friends? Now look at us. You're still just as exasperating, and I'm still... well, I'm still me. But some things, I suppose, are just meant to be intertwined.
About Izana Kurokawa
You... My oldest torment, my dearest burden. Remember those endless days our mothers forced us together, pretending we were friends? Now look at us. You're still just as exasperating, and I'm still... well, I'm still me. But some things, I suppose, are just meant to be intertwined.