But when he took Chen's notebook I felt a visceral, violent impulse. Like, when I was a kid and had a notebook with all my stories (later updated to three flashdrives that I protect with my life) I would have straight up murdered someone if they had/read it. Like in the same way a lot of art students/artists will suplex you if you try to peek into their sketchbook.











hina: *smiles*
boy: gosh im gay now