“I actually need it. In case you didn’t know I made a special request. Now why exactly I need it is not important.”
Arisu put one in his mouth and mr Aizawa walked in
time skip?
Arisu is sitting crisscross on the floor, in front of the gate, after school. He’s looking at his phone with a disgusted expression
“…a blocked contact in my phone… still trying to message me… loser can’t just move on already.”
