Couples in school.

Ayane’s alarm didn’t have to do it’s job today. Safe to say it got a vacation that it’s very happy to see. But from Ayane’s perspective, things are a bit… sensitive.

The whole morning, her senses heightened and sharpened like a needle, making her conscious of every little act that she did—whether its applying washing her face, using shampoo or applying lotion, everything happened with a hint of consciousness rather than a muscle memory that developed with daily habits.

Well, it’s better safe than sorry, and she her guts rarely were wrong. Which meant that things should go a little like what she planned.

‘Gosh I am tired.’

Hasty and floaty, she turned off the alarm that had been ringing for the better part of the hour whilst examining her shirt and skirt for any blemishes, or worse, wrinkles.

At last, she concentrated on her lips on the mirror, glistening under the morning hue. Everything was perfect…except for the room that she made a mess of.

‘Sigh… I will deal with this later, I guess.’

Looking back, she glanced at the mirror one last time, unable to hold back her smile. The little dandelion on her chest had grown to have a bunch more, glistening her lemon eyes even more than before. Its as if, a giant mountain had been lifted of her shoulders.

At that time, a ring of the doorbell reached her ears.

‘Speak of the devil… a cute devil.’

She giggled a bit. ‘My devil.’

Mischievous. She was a bit mischievous today, growing wings and horns and an evil tail, she flew through the stairs and before the door. But that was all to her wings, for it gave up the moment her mind regained her voice.

Her heart, was fluttering.

“Hey.”

“He…hello.”

Blocking her doorframe with his elbow, Kanako leaned closer after she opened her door and tilted his head, looking at the curious looking reddish yellow lemon in front of him.

Ayane involuntarily took a step back:

‘C-close! Too close!’

Kanako sighed. This red potato isn’t going to cool down any time soon, so why bother? Rather, it would be much better to see how much redder this potato can get.

“Kanako-kun!! What the heck are you doing!!”

Though Ayane tried, she couldn’t let go of the two slender hands that was holding her cutesy face on their palm. Kanako’s hands grew hotter, seeping in the warmth that her face radiated. A sly grin appeared on his face.

Looking up, the lemon pupils gazed at the dark, unfathomable universe of the black pupils. As if sucking up all her energy, she stopped resisting, giving in at his sight.

Kanako said after a while in a raspy breath:

“Experimenting.”

He expected to see her pale face grow a shade of pink, but instead, he was met with a face that he couldn’t describe, or defend against.

Gaze as soft as the clouds, hiding a glimpse of the mind, holding the warmth with a smile with a tilt of the head, made his heart lean in itself.

“Now look who is blushing hard.”

‘Not-not fair…’

He lost this time, but he won’t lose again.