"What are you doing?"
Roka couldn't even look Cero in the eyes as she asked the question.
Her gaze remained stuck on the hand she had placed on his chest, with which she had lightly and timidly applied just enough pressure for him to notice.
"..." Cero stared at her flushed cheeks and shy expression for a moment. "I'm making a move." He admitted. "I'm kissing you."
Roka's eyes momentarily widened, but her gaze didn't shift.
"W-Why?" The virgin stuttered.
"Because I want to." Cero answered bluntly and honestly.
Roka lowered her gaze further. Cero could feel her hand trembling slightly as it rested against his chest.
"But…" Just as she had gotten comfortable with the idea, it happened. "But we're friends though…"
Roka's whisper was so low it was almost inaudible. Even she had trouble believing that, but it felt like the only way for her to be comfortable around Cero, for her to be herself around him.
