Ikuto didn't answer her question. Instead, he was busy reading her diary, snickering a little. He raised his brows at a particular entry. Her birthday was in September? He'd have to remember that. He flipped through the pages to look for more interesting entries.... AKA more embarrassing stuff. He let out a laugh reading one.
"Dear Diary,
This is really confusing. I met that one guy again and I can't help but think he's cute and--
What is even with me? I already have someone I like yet-- ugh, Another guy? Really? This is stupid and not even in character of me."
He didn't even have to continue on. Besides, he was too busy trying not to laugh a little at this. "So who's this one guy you're talking about. Here I thought you liked me," he said, teasing her. He managed to make himself sound hurt about it.
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"Dear Diary,
This is really confusing. I met that one guy again and I can't help but think he's cute and--
What is even with me? I already have someone I like yet-- ugh, Another guy? Really? This is stupid and not even in character of me."
He didn't even have to continue on. Besides, he was too busy trying not to laugh a little at this. "So who's this one guy you're talking about. Here I thought you liked me," he said, teasing her. He managed to make himself sound hurt about it.