After her bold act in the morning, Shouko found herself hiding in the wardrobe of their room. She looked at her reflection on the full-length mirror, the blush on her cheeks had yet to recede when she recalled how she ran to him, printed a kiss on his face then ran to leave the embarrassing scene - even though she was the one who initiated it.
I would only lose if I can't stop blushing over this kind of thing, Shouko grumbled inwardly. I wonder how did that man's skin become so thick?
When she thought of Kyoya's shamelessness whenever he flirted with her in front of other people, Shouko could only marvel over the thickness of his skin.
Shouko quickly shook her head and patted her cheeks, forcing herself to stop thinking about it. With a huff, she gathered her things and went downstairs to the library.
