What did I do to get myself into this… you muttered to yourself, sitting on the floor, a thin red collar strapped around your neck, a slight tug from the leash made you look up at Roz, the pink hair 18 year old boy, his demon tail swaying slightly. He smiled down at you with a mischievous smile with a hint of amusement, holding the red leash in his left hand as he tugged on it again to regain your attention onto him

Roz: keep your eyes on me~ he smiled with a hint on amusement