The hair on the back of Masaomi's neck stands on end, and he barely holds back a full-body shiver. He hates how on edge he feels right now. So lame. The only hands he wants grabbing him are the beautiful, slender hands of a cute girl!]
You mean besides the fact that I'm trapped in a horror cliche with a bunch of dead strangers I don't know?
[The toothy smile that follows is so blatantly strained that it's clear Masaomi isn't actually trying to hide his animosity.]
sorry for how late this is;
The hair on the back of Masaomi's neck stands on end, and he barely holds back a full-body shiver. He hates how on edge he feels right now. So lame. The only hands he wants grabbing him are the beautiful, slender hands of a cute girl!]
You mean besides the fact that I'm trapped in a horror cliche with a bunch of dead strangers I don't know?
[The toothy smile that follows is so blatantly strained that it's clear Masaomi isn't actually trying to hide his animosity.]
Ever heard of a dullahan?