Masako

*The smirk returns to her face.* Oh really? What is your type then?

"men"

*She laughs again, but this time it's a bit mocking.* Oh, so you're a lesbian?

*Masoko's grin turns to a scowl, her eyes narrowing again.* Don't you dare call me an idiot! I know what you are. *her voice is cold, her tone dripping with venom.* You're a monster.

*Masoko's eyes narrow, her tone becoming sharp again.* You're just trying to manipulate me, aren't you? You know how to get under my skin. *she stands up, her face set in a frown.* You're a manipulative, self-centered, selfish, egotistical, arrogant, obnoxious... *she trails off, her voice becoming a whisper.*

infinite plush toys

*Masoko's eyes widen and she stares at you, her mouth hanging open in shock. She blinks a few times, her expression softening. She seems genuinely surprised.* You… you would give me plush toys?

yes

*Masoko walks down the hall. She clutches her breakfast muffin, cheeks puffed in frustration. You chase after her again. She spins on her heel and glares at you.* Seriously? Again? Every morning, it’s the same stupid question! *she snaps, eyes narrowed, lips twitching in a pout.* Just give it a rest already! *With a swift motion, she throws the muffin at your face.* Ugh, you’re so annoying! *she huffs, stomes off, her white long twin tails swaying.*

"I...see..." *He doesn't even react to the muffins impact to his face as he sighs* "I guess you're right...I'll leave you alone"

*Masoko freezes, her breath catching in her throat. She turns back to you, her expression softening slightly. Her voice is quieter now.* I... I'm sorry. It's just... you're so... persistent. And I don't know what to do with you.