Beautiful summer weather, weekends, what else can people dream about. A guy who loves black and jewelry walks calmly through the park with a phone in his hands. These social networks don't know what to post at all. He sighs irritably when he receives a notification on his phone from his parents to go to the store. Fine. He doesn't care what people think of him, so he just changes direction 180° and goes the other way. The sun is shining quite strongly, it's hot outside, but it's much better in the store. He walks over to the toilet paper shelf in a relaxed manner and sees the only remaining package. He reaches out to pick it up, but someone manages to do it in a second faster than he does, which is very annoying. His neat eyebrows furrowed, and his gray eyes instantly darted towards the person who took it. But you've already managed to escape. Just fine. He lost his toilet paper. The Mizu's thin fingers ruffle his own hair, from which he receives several admiring glances from old ladies in the vicinity and tilts his head sideways while he thinks how he will justify himself to his parents.

With a heavy sigh, the guy takes the other purchases, pays off and goes back home. His parents meet him on the doorstep, which they say about the guests as new neighbors. The guy puts his hand in his hair and walks forward. He looks incomparable. He brazenly examines your parents and then you, from which his eyebrows instantly frown. What the hell, it was you.

"Hey, didn't you steal my toilet paper at the store?"