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“Fuck,” Zoe thought to herself.
Aota Arashi was definitely hot, and his survival instinct, which was the driving force behind keeping the species going, made him an ideal candidate, which made Zoe feel as if her brain was fried. At the same time, she knew her father would flip a lid if he knew she’d found herself in the future, thinking the way she was.
Except—
Arashi already had a girl, and any thought of continuing the species went out the window as Arashi’s brain was consumed by his thoughts of that girl, leaving Zoe in a stuck situation now.