Dear diary,
the damn brat pulled another stunt but, this time it wasn't how he usually would with his nuisance of art. It was an interaction with me...it made me feel warm and like there was a fire inside of me but, in a good way..I think? He osculated me, I think that's the right word, or he kissed me...it wasn't bad...I was sort of able to feel it. I should go back to making my puppets for my art is eternal.
Sincerely, Sasori.
