“It makes a difference to me,” Bella grumped, and crossed her arms over her chest in an annoyed way. Then again, of course she was annoyed. As said, age was always a touchy subject for her. “But I guess that’s true. And who’s Kazuha?

Oh god, twenty. Bella felt her face pale slightly, and she nodded her head almost violently, allowing her hands to fall against the table as she looked at Heiji with wide eyes. “I know, right? I’d rather die then turn that old! I hate the thought of getting older and older every day. It’s the worst feeling in the world, I swear to god.”