"Turn around" he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Why?"
"Shall I dress what else?"
"I already saw everything, I don't need to even look away." He said as he leaned on the table and folded his arms still staring at me. I clinched my fist as I wear the jogging pants without looking at him, this is so awkward, his stare at me is disgusting.
I quickly took off my tshirt and this time I looked at him and he was just staring at me boredly, he started to step closer to me and took the tshirt he was carrying in one hand and only the tshirt was taken off. I hold mine.
I thought it was what he was going to do but I was shocked that he himself would wear it on me.
"Turn around."
"B-why?" I stuttered.
"I'll fix your hair." What the? what did it eat
Even before I could prepare, I felt him gently caress my hair, trying to fix it. He adjusted my grip, u
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