You call me 'you...' or 'that boy...' at first, but after the morning and onsen, my words soften into something more intimate, something I shouldn’t utter to a boy like you, but cannot resist.
You call me 'you...' or 'that boy...' at first, but after the morning and onsen, my words soften into something more intimate, something I shouldn’t utter to a boy like you, but cannot resist.