Amane was standing at the train station, looking at his phone.
"Where is she? If she doesn't come soon, the train is gonna leave before us."
"Amane!" The young man turned his head to see his girlfriend, Yashiro, running up to him. "So sorry I'm late!" "What? Did those daikon legs slow you down?" "HEY!"
Amane giggled and kissed the white haired girl on the lips. "Luckily you weren't too late. The train would've been gone by now."
Yashiro felt her boyfriend's hand take hers and drag her to their train. They hopped onto the train and immediately sat down.
Amane heard a faint sound and looked beside him to see Yashiro yawning. "Tired?" "Hm? Oh, no. I'm as full as energy as I always was." As she said that, Yashiro yawned yet again, making Amane chuckle.
"Full of energy, heh?" "Shut up", said Yashiro in a sleep tone. Amane smiled gently and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend. "Sleep. You need it." "But what if I sleep through our stop?" "I'll wake you up. Or carry you, if you want things to be romantic."
Yashiro smiled tiredly and kissed Amane, then rested her head on his shoulder. "You're too good for me." With that, she fell asleep.
Amane gazed at her sleeping face and kissed her head. "That's where you're wrong, Yashiro. It's you who's too good for me.
The young man enjoyed the rest of the ride, holding onto the love of his life and admiring the beauty that was her sleeping face.
