emiko was confusing. one minute she liked you, the next she hated you. it’s like she was scared of dating you.

you just didn’t get it. she had been pretty rude to you. especially now. you were tapping your pen, deep in thought. “can you stop?” emiko snaps. “i don’t fuck with your tone.” you mutter.

she stared at you in deep confusion. you never minded when she snapped at you before, so why now?