( Still on Flashback )
On the second floor of the bar, inside the VIP Room, two bodies are currently entangled with each other. The air around them holds an ambiguous atmosphere and all you can hear is the occasional soft grunt and moan from them.
The two silhouettes soon formed into a young man and woman whose faces were flush as they kept on panting. Their breaths were heavy but they seemed to have no time to catch their breaths— or rather, they were just too immersed in what they're doing.
Hinata's rationality was wearing thin. He was under the spell again. He couldn't stop— or he just didn't wanna.
This heat was keeping him from thinking about other things. He doesn't want to think especially about what happened.
He doesn't want to because even if he won't admit it to himself, he
