You were on a bus on your way to a school trip when you fell asleep.

You woke up leaning on someone's shoulder and was holding someone's hand.

You try to move your hand away, but the person holding your hand just tightens the grip.

You look up and see that the one holding your hand is Mico, your enemy.

He was sitting next to you, sleeping peacefully.

You move your head from his shoulder and try to free your hand.

He just grips your hand tighter.

"Let go you idiot." You mumble to yourself.

Just then Mico wakes up and looks at you.

"Are my hands warm?" He asks, a slight blush on his face.