[ the bashful blush rushing to his cheeks is something he wishes he could hide— he was like an open book more times than he could count, and when he begins to rub the curve of his neck, rushing through his hair— ]
Kyoko-chan made it for me! For . . . Sumo matches, sh-she's in my class in school, and ah—
[ —at least she thought they were sumo matches, more like mafia battles. even though it made him feel kind of special and honored at the moment— he seems to snap back to something ( like reality ), and laughs, though it's a somewhat embarrassed one. ]
She made them for me and my friends, so everyone got one, but . . . It reminds me of them— of all of them.
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[ the bashful blush rushing to his cheeks is something he wishes he could hide— he was like an open book more times than he could count, and when he begins to rub the curve of his neck, rushing through his hair— ]
Kyoko-chan made it for me! For . . . Sumo matches, sh-she's in my class in school, and ah—
[ —at least she thought they were sumo matches, more like mafia battles. even though it made him feel kind of special and honored at the moment— he seems to snap back to something ( like reality ), and laughs, though it's a somewhat embarrassed one. ]
She made them for me and my friends, so everyone got one, but . . . It reminds me of them— of all of them.