It isn’t always a poem. Sometimes it isn’t lovemaking, but killing time. So I’m leaving you now. And I know it won’t be the worst thing I could do to you. You will find a way to thank me in an interview. The spine of your next book will be yanked from my back as I’m walking away.
do you know some shoujo manga where the main girl wears glasses?? (like all the time, not just for doing particular things)?