In comparison, she could see that in this girl's eyes, what she saw was nothing else, not the false friendship she saw in other people's eyes, but something as clear as water, and her transparent black eyes were just as clear as water.
Like a black pearl, as charming as the night
She is not as beautiful as her, but she has a quality that makes people want to get close to her. Staying next to her is very comfortable and peaceful.
However, she tilted her head and thought seriously. Her face always made her feel particularly familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
"Have we met before?" She thought for a long time. She really couldn't remember where she had met, but really, she was very familiar.
Otowa smiled and said, "I am Atobe Keigo's deskmate." What she said she had seen before was referring to that incident. She smiled lightly, covering the flash of hurt in her eyes, but there was nothing in her voice.
She was in a special mood, just answered calmly, and did not blame her for taking her desk. Originally, the desk was only for the school, and she could sit anywhere.
"Ah, it's you?" She exclaimed a little, and her face turned red with embarrassment. She seemed to have done something wrong and stole someone's seat. It was all her fault. She thought she was only looking at that hateful narcissist and not seeing clearly.
What does my deskmate look like? Now that I have met him, I feel a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry" she lowered her head and apologized for what happened in the morning
"We'll switch over in the afternoon." Although sitting at the same table as the narcissist would be a better way to punish him, she decided to give her seat back first. After all, think about it, she really did something wrong in the morning.
Got it
"No need." Shaking his head, Otoyu put the notebook in his hand on his lap and turned a page on the left and right. The font that he saw looked very much like him, with that gorgeous flying style.
There is really no difference between switching or not. The moment she left, she didn’t want to switch back. It wasn’t sincere. She didn’t want it. It wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted to stay away.
In fact, it's good to be like this, to stay away like this, or really, she thought a little lonely, but she didn't know why, there was a faint pain in her heart.
Like, what kind of concept is it? It avoids people, but it cannot avoid the concern.
Like, it's very simple to like, it's natural to look at it, and it's also a habit to miss
This is love, love that cannot be avoided
So, a lot of likes is love
She knows that if you love, it will hurt. If it hurts, do you still want to love?
Fujiwara Ikumi kept looking at her, somewhat confused about what this girl was thinking. Finally, after thinking about it, she said nothing more. She had already apologized anyway, so if she didn't change, then forget it.
However, she seemed to remember that narcissist who called her little maid. She couldn't really be his maid. What kind of young master? Since he still has a maid to accompany him when he goes to school, she really looks down on him.
It's just that she looked nothing like her, and she discovered that she had really seen her somewhere, not just in the morning, it seemed to be very early, a person, a bird, an ice emperor
Ah, yes, she remembered, she remembered, that magazine she must read every year, Tobihara Do
This person is, no, she is actually the model that Yuan Yuandu is this year
Yes, it's her, it's really her
"Um, may I ask, are you a model for Toyohara Do?" she asked a little cautiously, without her usual arrogance or her previous pride.