QUITE TOXIC.

"Why don't we make it $1,000,' another girl implied out of nowhere. This one is even worse; is this some sort of rainbow party?

"All right, let's stop at that price, and it's $1,000.' Charlotte yelled, and everyone erupted in joy and cheering.

"All right, I will quit now. Let's pick a singer. Who's going to sing for us?' Charlotte inquired, and everyone began shouting "Keith."

Keith, I wondered. Does he know how to sing?

Then, seemingly out of nowhere, someone yelled. "Haru. Allow him to sing, and I will vote for him.'

"Me too, let Haru sing,' another youngster said.

Haru? That guy knows how to sing, I didn't know that, where was he? Did he come for this party without informing anyone or…

"I had no idea I was also quite popular here,' That voice Is familiar to me.

When I turned to face the door, it was Haru. He was giddy with joy, holding a microphone on his phone.

He was so hot.

"Why don't you let Haru sing?' The same shouted, and everyone began shouting his name, but not