*Poor writing, OOC warning
When they first faced each other tit for tat, Zaika Aya never imagined that they would have a moment like this - interlocking their fingers, exchanging the taste of their lips and teeth, and looking deeply across every inch of each other's body. Compared to touching, Zaoma Aya felt that this was more embarrassing to her.
Crimson stains the body.
"Ayako, do you want to eat edamame whipped cream daifuku tomorrow?"
After a long time, he finally stopped, brushed away her soaked hair, and stared at her with his god-like eyes.
Like blue crystal, it doesn't need sunlight to be dazzling.
She heard that her own voice was no longer crisp, and even had a faint temptation because of its dullness, "I want to understand."
"Okay."
*Hahahahahahaha I'm getting ahead, I finally wrote a short story that can be completed in one chapter!
Concept: Love is the most twisted curse
