Amara's Diary: When Nothing Free Ever Lasts
The boy says something but of course I can't hear him with my window closed so I slide it open.
"Eto....hi." He tried in English.
I nodded in greeting. "Hello."
His smile stretched, and I won't lie, for a second I found it endearing.
Even though there are so many anime genres out there like hentai, incest and lolicons... Japanese people themselves seemed so pure. I suppose the same could be said about my own race.
The first that comes to mind, would always be drugs, hip hop, gun violence, and twerking scantily clad women. The people that represent our race don't speak for us in all its entirety.