Because of the disguise I was wearing, she probably couldn't overlap my face with the guy who… stole her at least 4 years ago.
Right. The girl in front of me was one of the other two girls I stole during my grade school.
The smartest girl. Or in other words, the Honor Student type. She still looks the same as before. Her black hair was still done in low braided twintails.
There's a metal hair clip holding her fringes to the side and she's wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Looking at the bag slung on her right, it's heavy enough that her right shoulder was raised to keep it from sliding down. Furthermore, she's hugging at least three thick academic books.
Since she couldn't seem to remember me, I guess this was for the best.
Rather than making her remember the days that she possibly trie