Secret Garden of Love

Upon hearing my answer, Misaki's eyes sparkled with joy as she couldn't hold herself back from throwing her arms around my neck, clinging tightly to me, and burying her face into my shoulder. Her action was charged with the affection she had for me and I couldn’t bear to stop her from doing it.

I could feel the warmth spread through my chest, appreciating this girl’s innocent love for me.

Truthfully, it was moments like these that kept on making me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

After a while, my arms around her tightened, matching the intensity of her affection. I was tempted to kiss her but with her face buried on my shoulder, that could wait.

"Is this going to be for the Cultural Festival or just for the two of us?" I asked, stroking her hair gently. The Cultural Festival was a big deal, and if she was planning for us to perform there, I'd need to clear my schedule.