“So…” Aiba began, rubbing the palms of his hands together, “Oh-chan.”
“Hmm?” Ohno looked up from his clay. He had a streak of black smeared across the bridge of his nose. Aiba wiped it off for him, causing Ohno’s nose to crinkle. Jun rolled his eyes, but couldn’t contain the smile threatening to break through.
“What do you want to do for your
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