[It might be hard to see but his face scrunches up behind the mask. So that feeling was right after all. Yet somehow he still couldn't place who she was.]
Look, yo. I dunno what's up with these masks or whatever, but if ya know me—
[Trailing off, he puts his food to the side before reaching up to remove the skull mask from his face, revealing that it was exactly who Futaba had surmised. He looks a bit more put together, his hair pushed to the side of his face, only a few persistent locks of hair falling to where his fringe usually sat.]
Kinda feel bad that I ain't gotta clue who you are.
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Yeah, tha's right.
[It might be hard to see but his face scrunches up behind the mask. So that feeling was right after all. Yet somehow he still couldn't place who she was.]
Look, yo. I dunno what's up with these masks or whatever, but if ya know me—
[Trailing off, he puts his food to the side before reaching up to remove the skull mask from his face, revealing that it was exactly who Futaba had surmised. He looks a bit more put together, his hair pushed to the side of his face, only a few persistent locks of hair falling to where his fringe usually sat.]
Kinda feel bad that I ain't gotta clue who you are.