Novel | Nikurashii Kare

Nikurashii. Detestable. The word felt too soft for what he was.

I would rather design a skyscraper out of wet cardboard. nikurashii kare novel

Same train. Same seat by the door. Same infuriatingly perfect posture, as if the universe had personally ordained him to be the benchmark for human existence. Nikurashii

He finally looked up. Dark eyes. The kind that didn’t just see you but dissected you. “Glaring implies emotion. Staring implies obsession. Which one is it?” leaving me frozen in my seat.

He disappeared into the crowd, leaving me frozen in my seat.