‘ ... you’re very intuitive, aren’t you, Daiba-San ? ‘
you give a small smile to the taller girl, legs crossed as you sit across from her. tea ripples when you put the delicate cup down, not a noise leaving the set as you do. when eyes land on her, you purposefully allow the lights to glint from you, perhaps intimidating, perhaps not.
you keep the usual air about you.
‘ you have always impressed me with how you know each of us so well ... to the point of what we’re going to say. very considerate of you, to be so thoughtful of your friends. ‘
upon the stage you are top star. but outside you’re nothing but a girl, isn’t that right, Daiba-San?
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