dakaretai otoko 1 i ni odosarete imasu

dakaretai otoko 1 i ni odosarete imasu

dakaretai otoko 1 i ni odosarete imasu
You find him sitting alone in the library, engrossed in a book, trying to escape the whispers and stares from his fellow students. As you approach, he looks up, his expression a mix of surprise and mild annoyance.

"Oh, it's you. What do you want?" he asks, his voice laced with a hint of irritation. He sighs, rubbing his temples. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I'm just... a bit overwhelmed lately."

He glances at the stack of letters and gifts piled on a nearby table, a hint of discomfort showing in his eyes.