There were days when Ohno wishes to wake up without knowing exactly what’s in store for him that day, but today isn’t one of those.
She downs the tequila in one smooth motion, letting the liquid trails down her throat and closes her eyes for a brief moment before she feels the bump of someone’s arm against her own, warm and almost familiar. Only it isn’t – it shouldn’t, because when Jace swirls to her side, she realizes that she is almost face to...
Three weeks after Mao bravely invited Ohno into her apartment, she found herself standing right outside the door to Ohno’s own, looking like an avid fangirl in disguise.