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"Does Nagisa know how to kiss?" I almost spat out the water from my mouth. Karma was watching me carefully and with a completely serious face. Inevitably blushed.

"What the hell with that question, Akabane?"

"It's simple curiosity, but from your reaction I deduce that no ... And since Nagisa knows many things about me, I want to know many things about him."

"I don't go through life kissing people as if it were a hobby." He laughed, as always. He approached slowly, I chose to walk away. "I'm going to do my homework." Both he and I knew it was not true, but the environment had become uncomfortable and I could not bear it for a long time.

His arms wrapped around my waist, preventing me from escaping. His lips brushed my neck slowly causing me to shiver, then stopped at my ear. "I said I wanted to marry Nagisa in the future, and for that he must know how to kiss. Who better than me to teach him?"

"Damn you crazy, stop saying so much nonsense!" When I finished shouting those words completely annoyed, his mouth stuck to mine stealing all trace of breath. I didn't react, I didn't even wrap my hands around his neck. It felt so good and that made me want to cry.

Why? What the fuck is going through your head? He's an idiot ... And I know this isn't going to end until I'm completely destroyed.

A new song was recreated in my mind
as my lips tried to move to compass of yours. Not a love story
reciprocated and the best way to break you into a thousand pieces.

Give me your hand and save me ...

I need your love before it falls ...

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