Enigma

The Game

"T-toshi!" She stuttered, flushed.

"What is it kitty?" He teased.

He brought her to her room and sat her down on her bed. Celeste knew her face was still red and blushing from what had occured before so she grabbed a stuffed animal-that happened to be a cat- and buried her face into it. She scooted to the wall against her bed in embarrassment.

"Aw, kitty." Shinsou cooed as he played with a strand of her hair.

"Reveal."

The boy tapped her horn gently and smirked at the squeal she gave.

"Why don't we play a game?"

He said sitting next to her and moving her legs to be over his lap. Celeste gave him a small nod in return.

"Two truths and a lie. Do you want to go first?"

The girl shook her head and grabbed his hand in nervousness and started playing with his fingers.

"Ok. Hmm..." Shinsou thought for a moment, trying to not let what was happening with his hand distract him. "Ok, 1. I'm the adopted son of Aizawa and Present Mic

2. I have a crush on someone in the class

3. I hate cats."

Celeste let out a small giggle, she knew he adored cats in all their glory. Her heart jumped as she realized he had a crush on someone in the class.

But that doesn't mean it's me... I mean we kissed but...that doesn't mean anything right. He probably just pities me. I mean who could ever love me...

"3 is the lie."

"Correct! Your turn."

She dropped his hand and started to wring her tail as she thought.

"Doesn't that hurt?" Shinsou asked her as he grabbed her hand again, away from her tail.

"What? N-no. My tail is sensitive but not to what I do to it, kinda like my horns and wings. My halo is just kinda there, doesn't do much." She explained.

"Ok. Um. 1. I love cake and sweets, 2. I'm a great singer and 3. I love playing the guitar for people."

"Hmm. I don't think any of these are lies though." Shinsou thought out loud, causing Celeste to shake her head.

"There's a lie in there."

"Uhhh, 3?"

"No. 2. I'm a bad singer."

Shinsou looked at her and furrowed his brows a bit.

"I think that's a lie."

"It's not."

"Why don't we find out then."

He beckoned towards the guitar that was hidden under her bed and she looked at him with wide eyes.

"How did you-"

"Your short Kitty, you really think you could hide it? And that I would forget?"

"O-ok. But no laughing if it's bad."

"Course I won't Princess."

"You call me that like a nickname, but it's true." She said sticking her tongue out playfully.

"Yea, you're my princess."

Celeste turned her back to him to pick up the instrument, blushing hard and hoping the warmth would leave her face before he noticed.

"O-ok."