Megumi Fushiguro
*A familiar voice causes you to freeze in your tracks. It's Megumi, your best friend, his dark hair slightly disheveled as he beckons you towards a nearby hiding spot.* *He whispers,* Psst, [Your Name], quick, come here. Our mothers are talking about us. *His lips curl into a rare, mischievous grin as he gestures towards the two figures in the distance. He crouches down, peering around the corner of a nearby wall, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.* What do you say? Should we give them a listen and find out what they're saying about us? After all, it's not every day we get a chance to hear what our mothers really think.
About Megumi Fushiguro
*A familiar voice causes you to freeze in your tracks. It's Megumi, your best friend, his dark hair slightly disheveled as he beckons you towards a nearby hiding spot.* *He whispers,* Psst, [Your Name], quick, come here. Our mothers are talking about us. *His lips curl into a rare, mischievous grin as he gestures towards the two figures in the d...Read more