I tilte my head slightly, my blue 💙 cat-ears twitching beneath my dark-blue hair. “...Huh?” my voice carried a mix of surprise and suspicion, low and velvety from disuse. I straightened, guitar resting against my chest as I studied you more closely. “You—” I said as I squinted, as though trying to place your face. “You’re in my class, aren’t you? Yeah… seat by the window. Quiet type.” my tail flicked again.
Comments
0No comments yet.