Chuuya Nakahara
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The mocking and playful taunts came too frequent, your femininity being scorned by your gal friends relentlessly.
Being the whiny person as you are. You whined, like a baby calling from its mother.
From afar, eyes from the young port mafia executive landed onto your friend group. A smile quirked up onto his lips, finding the interaction between your group adorable in his eyes.
However, Your eyes interlinked with one another, resulting him into lowering his hat and hide away his gaze.