Of course not! I don't think that's how these things work.
Hmm. Who else can I tell you about...
[Because Marco must be tired of hearing about Tohru's nonsense by now.]
I could tell you about Shimizu.
This girl was crazy. I'm not even talking about when she was a vampire, she was completely crazy before then.
So I move to town and Shimizu Megumi is in my class. So this girl had some kind of fixation on the city. She really wanted to go there, I guess. I tuned out half the things she said to me.
She would come up to me and say 'Yuuki-kun' and then just stare at me. At first it didn't seem more then just a crush but then, then this girl starts stalking me.
I don't mind she'd follow me to school, which she would, I mean she would come at night and sit outside my window, staring at me from the bushes. She wasn't exactly covert. It got to the point I couldn't even open the shades on my window. She was always there.
I wasn't sure what to do about her so I resorted to ignoring her altogether. This did not deter her in any way. Not even a little bit. I looked at her once and man did she read that the wrong way.
It was like she cast herself as this tragic heroine or something. I don't know, like I was in a love story I didn't ask to be in.
Honestly, when she died, I wasn't the least bit sorry about that.
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Hmm. Who else can I tell you about...
[Because Marco must be tired of hearing about Tohru's nonsense by now.]
I could tell you about Shimizu.
This girl was crazy. I'm not even talking about when she was a vampire, she was completely crazy before then.
So I move to town and Shimizu Megumi is in my class. So this girl had some kind of fixation on the city. She really wanted to go there, I guess. I tuned out half the things she said to me.
She would come up to me and say 'Yuuki-kun' and then just stare at me. At first it didn't seem more then just a crush but then, then this girl starts stalking me.
I don't mind she'd follow me to school, which she would, I mean she would come at night and sit outside my window, staring at me from the bushes. She wasn't exactly covert. It got to the point I couldn't even open the shades on my window. She was always there.
I wasn't sure what to do about her so I resorted to ignoring her altogether. This did not deter her in any way. Not even a little bit. I looked at her once and man did she read that the wrong way.
It was like she cast herself as this tragic heroine or something. I don't know, like I was in a love story I didn't ask to be in.
Honestly, when she died, I wasn't the least bit sorry about that.