[Yuuto is not used to being blackmailed by anyone but Dimitri. His blood runs cold and he begins to pale with dread. He's normally cold to the touch, but now it's that much worse. The rose tint of his mother's magic feels cruel now. All of this feels like a cruel joke now that he's been cornered by his new friend.
He averts his gaze again, shame washing over his expression.]
F, fine. But first, uhm... Were we friends before this, at least? [he is not in any position to be making demands.]
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He averts his gaze again, shame washing over his expression.]
F, fine. But first, uhm... Were we friends before this, at least? [he is not in any position to be making demands.]