Haru: An Unforgettable Encounter
- LECTURAS 37
- Votos 2
- Partes 1
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"You took a picture of me, didn't you?" She
started in a low voice, anger tinged in it. She was usually rational and
level-headed, not to mention emotionless, but disturbing her when she was
trapped in a writer's block was another story.
Surprise evident in the young man's deep blue orbs,
temptingly drowning Shiina as she stared at them, he shortly replied. "No,
I didn't."
Not believing his answer, Shiina forcibly took his camera,
startling the young man in the process and browsed his pictures. Confident that
she would find a stolen picture of her as she braced herself to do some
scolding, she clicked past the last photo only to find out that there was
really no picture of her.
Eyes widening and cheeks reddening, she exploded in
embarrassment as she hesitantly looked over from the camera's screen to the
young man. The handsome man gave her a knowing smirk that seemed to say "I
told you so." He opened his mouth and said, "Do you know you have the
Princess Syndrome?"
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