Moe Girl Touch Advance -

A strong gust of wind tore down the alley, whipping the rain sideways. Yuki yelped as the umbrella jerked in her hand. Without thinking, Hana reached out and steadied her, her hand coming to rest on Yuki’s shoulder.

“Hana.”

This was not how her first solo outing was supposed to go. Moe girl touch advance

Hana took the cardigan. As she slipped her arms into the sleeves—which were, predictably, too short for her—the girl smiled. It was a small, shy curve of her lips that transformed her entire face. A strong gust of wind tore down the