Истории Ambwinterracial

David Park's life hasn't been sweet and sour. Its just been all bitter and vinegar. With an enormous debt that seems impossible to pay off, his mother on her way to the grave and his first love no longer in reach, how can he cope? What point is there to living? And thus he decides to end his life. However, cupid's arrow decides otherwise. Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Song of Solomon 8:6

Nat•suk•a•shii (adj.) suddenly, euphorically nostalgic, triggered by experiencing something for the first time in years.

Her Scent . noun 1. a distinctive smell, especially one that is pleasant. "the scent of freshly cut hay" synonyms: smell, fragrance, aroma, perfume, redolence, savor, odor, whiff " I was thinking if you wanted to go out for a coffee or something nothing major just like a thank you coffee. You can totally say no I get it." Was she tying to hit on me is this a western thing I've ever been "hit on before" I might be just overthinking this is just a friendly gesture. "That sounds wonderful to me. I do not know many places around here so you have to pick the place" I said with a smile " Sounds good to me, Thanks again" she walked away towards her condo just as I was going to shut my door she yelled out " Oh wait how rude of me I didn't catch your name" she asked I yelled back from my door " Hiroshi... Ren Hiroshi" I smiled she waved at me " I'm Athena Bryan." (UNEDITED)