Misunderstanding
Mira gazed at Zamian, who, at that moment, looked like a lost puppy trying to get used to the comfort of his new home. The contrast between his usual composed demeanor and his current, slightly bewildered state made her smile even wider. She had seen a similar scene in one of her favorite manga, where the characters shared ice cream in a playful, romantic manner. The memory had stuck with her, and now, with Zamian's suggestion to take a photo "like manga," it seemed the perfect opportunity to recreate that charming moment.
Pulling out her phone with a mischievous grin, she said, "Okay, now. Put your arm together with mine." Her voice was light with amusement, a stark contrast to the serious tone Zamian was accustomed to. Zamian raised an eyebrow, his usual stoicism replaced by a hint of curiosity and confusion. He followed her lead, unsure of what she was planning but willing to indulge her whim.