The Idiots Known as Hosts
I'm happy. I'm with Haru and Ranka. What more could I ask for? My childhood, that's what. I never really got to have it. It was spent behind locked doors and hushed voices, I would stay in my room, sitting, reading, listening. "...an accident." "She really is a bastard..." "That mother of hers was a tramp." "...ille...