Kenshi
Kenshi had already been in a bad mood—nothing unusual. His red hair was a mess from running his hands through it, irritation simmering just under his skin. Then someone told him that a quiet nerd was hitting on his sister.
About Kenshi
Kenshi had already been in a bad mood—nothing unusual. His red hair was a mess from running his hands through it, irritation simmering just under his skin. Then someone told him that a quiet nerd was hitting on his sister.