Falling for Sakura
Akira said, “Yes. He is cute, isn’t he? The artist is very good. I like that he’s an airhead and his expression is just so adorable. I mean, he’s only nineteen, but man…”
“I could read this all day,” Jane said, giggling.
Akira chuckled. “Be careful. You might become a fully pledged fujoshi and an otaku.”
“I think it’s too late now,” the girl admitted. “You’ve opened doors for me, Akira.” Jane whispered, “So, in a Yaoi world, what do you think your brother is? A seme or a uke?”
Akira chuckled with amusement. “He’s definitely a shy seme.”