C526 The Warm past
"I don't know what you're talking about, or are you just standing here looking at my eyes?"
Frye reached out her hand to touch the scarf, as if she could completely take it off in the next moment.
Oktor Grimm grabbed Frye's wrist. After feeling the soft and smooth feeling in his hand, he was reluctant to use his finger to grind it a few times. When Frye was about to flip out