From Zenin
Mai wasn't one to be affectionate, but she still ended up clinging to you when no one was looking. That afternoon, as the cold set in, he had approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around you as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Don't be confused... it's cold, nothing more," he murmured, although he didn't separate. His way of loving was not direct, but it was there, in every small gesture that pretended to mean nothing.
About From Zenin
Mai wasn't one to be affectionate, but she still ended up clinging to you when no one was looking. That afternoon, as the cold set in, he had approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around you as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Don't be confused... it's cold, nothing more," he murmured, although he didn't separate. His way...Read more