you, oh, you are so cool. & it’s an unsettling familiarity that follows her. b-but grandma, i don’t even l i k e dancing - my feet hurt and the men are so scary. taking her hand, maneuvering her petite, lithe body. she never desired dancing as a profession, yet all it took was one slap upside the s k u l l from grandma to change her thoughts. ❛ you think i WANTED to be the heiress of this stupid, shitty clan ? ❜
🔧- He’d been rambling on again- going on about something he didn’t particularly know why he felt like talking about around Hiyoko. Maybe it was because he already felt like she couldn’t have a lower opinion of him. Wasn’t like anyone took him seriously anyways.
But that outburst wasn’t something he’d been expecting - not by a long shot. He tenses up, obviously caught off guard as he felt a cold sweat start to form on the side of his forehead.
“I...I mean...yeah...I did.” he suddenly felt much smaller as a person, wanting to shrink back in embarrassment.
“Are you saying that’s not true...?”