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章名 :Out
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The men behind you gaped with their mouths hanging open, some of them even stood up from their seats, and others looked away whenever your eyes met theirs.
An intense face is enough to intimidate the woman who's assisting you right now. The cold hustle of air purifier lingered in the corners of men's department, and your head tilting slightly.
She immediately understood and nervously put down the black shirt. From her behind, she pulled out another hanged shirt, you frowned. It was bigger than the current one, she rotate it that made you glare at her longer. That shirt seemed to fit two when worn.
"T-This is perfect if he has broad shoulders, Miss," your eyes hovered the shirt, placing your hands to touch the hem of it. The fabric is too thick, you remembered it was so hot in his shop.
"If," you emphasized. "His shoulders aren't like Johnny Bravos', do I have to repeat?" before you knock your nerves out you excused getting out yourself from the shop. Holding nothing but unfamiliar developing grudge. You can not understand why Shinichiro's still not showing up to your meeting place.
You don't want to waste your time. You started to question yourself again if he's plotting a revenge act to you despite of accepting your apology last time. Or if he's probably laughing at you nearby, hiding from parked cars.
Licking your lips that tastes like strawberries, you shrugged your shoulders. "Where do your guts behave now, Sano-boy?" He's thirty minutes late from the time he told you yesterday, thru text of course, your blood boiled again when you Toshio told you that he wrote your name in Shinishiro's record.
"Come and say it again, Toshio?! What did you do?!" your eyebrows twitching, his eyes met your enraged orbs.
Baring your teeth, you caught the keys laying on the table so you immediately grab on it, "I-I bet he's shy to ask your number s-so that's why I wrote yo—Y/N! Drop my keys back!"
