wavelengthsurfer
The day hadnât particularly been kind to the boy up until this point, and now was no exception, either. Heâd tripped over himself, spilling his school materials all over the ground, and on top of that, heâd nearly gone flying into someoneâs back.
This isnât quite how he wanted things to go today.
âOoh, weâre terribly sorry!â Nakigitsune carried his voice, as per usual, to the âfoxâ draped around his shoulders. âIt seems we were a bit clumsy; please, forgive us!â









