Back to her room
“Kazuha-nee… are you that worried about him coming back? I can hide if he ever knocks. Maybe under your bed or inside your closet. You choose.” I teased, trying to ease the tension that had followed us into her room.
Upon entering the room and sensing her urgency as if she wanted to be as cautious about this as possible, I teasingly suggested that in an attempt to make her relax.
Upon entering, I could sense her urgency. The way she moved with purpose as if trying to control every variable of this meeting. She didn’t want to leave anything to chance. It was obvious she was treading carefully.
But as always, I wanted her to relax. After all, we weren’t doing anything wrong. Not yet, at least.
Kazuha-nee paused and glanced at me, her lips slowly curling into a pout. Her usual composed, confident demeanor faltered for a moment, revealing a side of her that was just as charming in its vulnerability.