[ Souji's face will forever give him nightmares, more than that movie ever did (and it did, for two weeks, then he packed up and moved to the Bahamas where there is no snow nor hopefully axe murderers). One day, Ryoji will look back at this and laugh, but today, right now, he yelps and yanks his face back to put two yards distance between him and the window, both hands clasped over his chest to still his pounding heart. Mouth open, affronted, about to say something or do something but
he can't help it
he's so weak
he has to wave back to Cream-san first, it's only polite. ]
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he can't help it
he's so weak
he has to wave back to Cream-san first, it's only polite. ]