”I said, pay attention to me, lover boy!” Akira repeats, waving a hand in front of the oblivious detective’s face. His whole body angles and demeanor shifts towards one Kuroba Kaito, some feet away at another café table.
She sighs then, leaning back in her chair. The telepath waves a hand.
“Honestly, if you’re so hopelessly obsessed, go over and actually talk to him!! The worst he could do is reject you.”
“Don’t you think that rejection from a classmate could be, I don’t know, terrible? And make everything in my life more complicated? Especially when you consider the other factors…"
