The madness that emerges after tearing apart all rationality, is as mysterious and charming as the sea.
Hannah couldn't help but gently poke the man's chin with her fingers, not feeling it was enough, she scratched it lightly, which made herself laugh.
Someone can have a blast all on their own.
She was oblivious to the ever-deepening gaze in the man's eyes and the gradual downward shift of his line of sight.
After a long while, the computer screen went dark. Without the cool white light of the screen illuminating his face, the expression in the man's eyes grew increasingly profound.
By the time Hannah realized and tried to retract the little hand that had been causing trouble, it was held tightly by the man, she had to beg for mercy, "I'm sorry, I won't disturb you anymore."
He raised his hand, pinching her face. Perhaps because she had just had a bath, a faint pink glow appeared beneath her porcelain skin, making her look like a ripe peach that was irresistible to bite into.