Asuka Youyou pinned Akaya Kirihara beneath her, her small, soft hands gripping his neck and shaking him vigorously. The boy’s dark green curls flew about in a chaotic mess, resembling nothing so much as tangled seaweed.
They were pressed so close that Akaya Kirihara could easily catch the pleasant scent radiating from the girl. It was a fresh, alluring aroma, like a peach so ripe it hung heavy on the branch, ready to burst with incredibly sweet juice at the slightest touch.
"I’m sorry, seatmate! How about I buy you a cupcake?"
Chapter 18