[… Yep, that's definitely, absolutely, unmistakably Kaito. It's so familiar that it steals her breath, because she'd thought – she'd thought that he was … ]
What's that supposed to mean?! [ Her voice is raising quickly, and so is the flush on her cheeks. ] Kaito, you …! [ Stupid, stupid, stupid jerk! She'd tried not to let herself think it, had tried to push it down, down into the little leaden box sitting heavily in the pit of her stomach, but it had nettled her all the same: would she ever see him again? ]
[ There's really only one way for her to show him exactly how she feels. ]
[ So. Think fast, Kaito, because with the very next breath Aoko lunges, swinging her backpack of her shoulders and straight towards his stupid, cocky face. ]
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What's that supposed to mean?! [ Her voice is raising quickly, and so is the flush on her cheeks. ] Kaito, you …! [ Stupid, stupid, stupid jerk! She'd tried not to let herself think it, had tried to push it down, down into the little leaden box sitting heavily in the pit of her stomach, but it had nettled her all the same: would she ever see him again? ]
[ There's really only one way for her to show him exactly how she feels. ]
[ So. Think fast, Kaito, because with the very next breath Aoko lunges, swinging her backpack of her shoulders and straight towards his stupid, cocky face. ]