There was somebody beautiful sipping on a cup of coffee, looking serene and calm. Definitely Tsuzuku’s type. Was that his tutor? He could only hope so. There were a couple other college kids there, but they looked so immersed in their homework that they wouldn’t notice if a fire alarm went off. Tsuzuku walked up to the beautiful one. “Are you MiA?”
- Part 1 of Demons&Dolls
Prequel to Tutor Fit For A King:
He hated being touched. If a human touched him it burned like a hot frying pan. *Why did you do this to me??* He felt like drowning in misery and despair but refused. How could he? He was a doll. He had no emotions. Those had died a long time ago. He had no will, no anything. Dolls bent to the will of others, had no say in what happened to them. He tightened his grip on Ruana, refusing to loose her. She was his only friend, and they had pledged to stay together, no matter what.
- Part 2 of Demons&Dolls