Naoto was looking up at me with a curious look in her eyes, as she stopped caressing the cat and her shoulders tensed up. While pointing at her injured leg, I looked into her dark-coloured eyes and said, "After all… your ankle never actually sprained, did it?"
As those words left my mouth, her expression didn't change at all, rather, she gave me her usual distant look. A reign of silence befell upon us, with the frequent noise of the wind blowing.
With a soft look in her eyes, she sighed and asked, "Umm? What?"
"Are we playing dumb now?" I asked her, as she tilted her head in confusion and blinked like she was at a loss. I hate it when girls use their cuteness as a cover for these things.
"But what you said didn't make any sense." She shrugged, and I hurled a question at her, "How did you come to school today with a sprained ankle?"
