If I wake up in time, how will I make up my mind?
Ran up to your door
pounded hard, out of breath
leaned against the jam and wiped my sweating face
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Okay, so this is like slash-fic, right?
So, who do I get to be?
*–hopes Najica Hiiragi Najica Hiiragi Najica Hiiragi–*
Rakka, I know I must be tiresome many, many times.
That’s just me, though.