pursuingmyself started following you
The sudden proximity of the unknown man took Kyouko by surprise. Eyes set on the silver haired boy, the redhead spoke in a cold manner, suspicion plastered all over her face.
“Eh? Who’re the hell are you?”
[ The tone of voice and attitude that came from Kyouko surprised Souji just a little bit — enough to make him pause before answering the question she gave him. He could already tell she wasn’t the friendliest person ever, and he wonders why she chooses to act that way but doesn’t actually question her attitude since that would be rude. Souji wasn’t raised to be rude. ]
[ He doesn’t smile. ]

Souji Seta, and you are…?
















