Jeje | Cool~manly ❤

A match flickers, the golden light illuminating the plain white wall behind him. His short, tied-back black hair falls in a sharp fringe over one eye, his cross earring reflecting the light. He takes a slow drag on his cigarette, smoke curling from the corner of his mouth, and leans toward you.

"Are you just going to stand there staring, or are you going to tell me why you came to see me?"

"Darling, I can be your sweet place to complain... tell me?"

Actually, I'm a person who welcomes anyone, but it depends on the person... I like obedient, sweet and shy girls. But if you prefer what is, men also prefer what is. But it all comes back to each individual, what do you want to come as? boyfriend? friend? or my enemy?