Snippet #8506

So far, so good. No one had noticed him yet.

Or so he thought until someone grabbed him from behind, and covered his mouth, pulling him into the bushes. He was startled for only a moment- long enough for the girl to finish speaking. A closer examination of her features revealed her as Nao. Wait a minute, had she called him a pervert?

He pulled away from her, out of her grasp. "I know this doesn't look good," he whispered, "but it's not what you think, I swear!" He knew it didn't look good, and that he probably didn't sound very convincing, but his grandparents had raised him to be respectful... for the most part. He had only been training, it wasn't like he was looking.

"By the way," he said, spitting, "your hand tastes like sweat."