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13

"reina! this is delicious!" jun yells excitedly with his mouth full of a homemade rice cake.

"t-thanks. i'm glad you like it." i shyly say as i rummage through my bag for a napkin.

we were currently on our way to the rooftop, but he didn't want to wait to try what i made him. what a sweetheart, don't you think?

as soon as i find the napkin, i think 'bingo,'as i wipe the corner of his lips, out of habit.

being my oblivious self, i didn't notice the redness that settled onto his cheeks.

as well as you watching us from a distance.