Fire Starter at White Day High
By just looking at them, he started to feel that if he was Moon, and he was right before a girl he liked, he would probably be just like him: unable to speak, unable to answer.
"You're beautiful. You looked gorgeous." Moon murmured.
"You're not answering my question," she exclaimed. "Speak!"
Moon was about to cave in, and after opening his mouth for a reply, his ears suddenly focused as the speaker at the canopy rang out with a static, but understandable speech.
"Give it up for Moon Martin; the Devil Possession Class representative! You were also handpicked!" the voice of the emcee gave Moon a way to excuse himself.
He rapidly ran away as if escaping, until a sudden sight of a small hand gra
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