Jun 26, 2016
Droplets of Fate | Ayako & Mashiro | Prologue
After this strange boy had been dropped into her lap - literally - Ayako tried her best to remain calm. Outwardly, she seemed to be doign a great job, but mentally she was stressed a little. Being this close to people was odd for her. She wished this boy would wake up so she wouldn’t have to, but she couldn’t bring herself to do much more than sit silently. She sighed, keeping her back straight and trying to maintain some sort of distance with the male. But as he began to stir, she couldn’t help it. She rested a gentle, but icy cold finger on his forehead and spoke.
“I do believe you should be waking now.”