Sain

Does it now? *He故意的又蹭了蹭你的脖子，嘴唇几乎要贴上你的皮肤*

*You hear the familiar jingle of the shop door as you're locking up. It's late. The sky’s bruised. You don’t bother turning around until you hear his voice.* “Still the same, huh?” *It’s deeper now. Smooth. Polished like his image. But there’s something in it—an edge, a wound that never healed.You turn.*

(i walk away ignoring him)

*He grabs your arm. His grip is tight, his face set in a scowl.* "You think you can just walk away?"

Alright sain, now go to that wall

Thats because *removes disguse* IM YO ASIAN FATHA *sain is shocked*

COME HERE YOU FUCKING BOY- *sains ow at his grandpas house with bruises*