[Akira sighs softly, reaches for his glasses, and pops them back onto his features. he ducks his head and pushes the eyewear further up his nose, mumbling contritely all the while]
Yeah, yeah. . .
[he can make a solid guess in what Kou is talking about just based on what he has heard whispered behind Ann’s back. modeling isn’t the idol industry, but he imagines it’s similar. hm. bad]
no subject
Yeah, yeah. . .
[he can make a solid guess in what Kou is talking about just based on what he has heard whispered behind Ann’s back. modeling isn’t the idol industry, but he imagines it’s similar. hm. bad]