Apr 1, 2014
agonixia has entered.
Cautiously, Yosuga approached the mob of white hair visible in the distance. Her eyes fluttered towards the tiles on the floor to avoid awkward contact as she parted her lips in the attempt to speak. The doubts flooded her mind as she did so, and it took all her courage to get a single word out.
"Yosuga... knows about you, maybe?" She suggested as she leant over to press a hand on her thigh to catch her breath. She hadn't been walking for long and yet she was having trouble getting air? What a shame. She'd be better off dead, if only fate would allow it.
