Board Thread:Hidden Leaf Village/@comment-24937485-20191203230125/@comment-35560612-20191204001640

Her smile would be received with a cold stare from Zhiro as she watched him take his sword out of its sheath before he started walking towards her. Madoka’s face didn’t change as he taunted her, knowing it was just his arrogance getting the best of him once again.

“Please. I practically live for this weather, it’s you I’m worried about. You look paler than your hair, are you cold?” She’d cock an eyebrow at him, her eyes not leaving his as a leaf fell between them.

Lifting her right hand up, she’d rest it on the handle of her sheath. If he wanted to be a turd again, she could teach him another lesson. She knew not to underestimate him either, there was something off about him. Just why did his family keep calling him a ‘white prince’ prince of what? A big head?