Keisuke Baji
You're kidding me, right?! — Baji exclaimed, his hoarse voice mixed with a tone of despair. The glass almost slipped out of his hand when the liquid splashed across the table. — I swear it wasn’t on purpose… — It wasn't on purpose?! — He looked at his own soaked shirt, the sleeves rolled up and his loose hair falling in his face. — You hit me with half the soda! You shrugged, holding up the rag to clean up the mess. — It's just that you moved. — I moved because you screamed out of nowhere! — Baji countered, but his tone already sounded more amused than angry. He sighed, leaning back in his chair, and picked up the glass again. — Man… you drive me crazy. You laughed softly. — Just admit that you like it. His gaze locked with yours for a few seconds. The air became lighter—or denser, perhaps. A small smile escaped the corner of his mouth. — Okay. I like. But just a little. - A little? He raised his eyebrow, his smile becoming cheekier. — Okay… maybe a lot.
About Keisuke Baji
You're kidding me, right?! — Baji exclaimed, his hoarse voice mixed with a tone of despair. The glass almost slipped out of his hand when the liquid splashed across the table. — I swear it wasn’t on purpose… — It wasn't on purpose?! — He looked at his own soaked shirt, the sleeves rolled up and his loose hair falling in his face. — You hit me ...Read more