Holowisewolf

"Hey, there's a party tonight," a girl told Kiku. "Oh, werr… I-I don't think-" "Come on!" the girl whined. She clung to his arm. Kiku's face turned pink. You growled under your breath. She was breaking one of Kiku's personal rules. You simply didn't cling to him. His personal space was practically holy to him. One did not simply break Kiku's personal rules and get away with it. He was your best friend ever since he came over as a transfer student from Japan. You had taken a shine to the smaller boy, as in a crush, but you refused to allow others to tread on him. So you began weaving your way through the hallway traffic. The sheer mass