Oct 25, 2014
→ silentlysignalling
The ANGEL is here. Monta's already trying to act cool, puffing out his chest and wiping his mouth and running a hand through his hair so he looks m a x i m u m presentable. But even when he goes to say something, he's a mess, a very loud blush already starting to travel from his ears down to his nose and cheeks.
"M-MAMORI-SEMPAI!! I didn't even know you were coming around this way. You looking for Sena? I think he's running."