The soft white blanket rustled gently beneath your bodies, creating a quiet symphony of intimacy. You found yourself lying beneath, while your girl hovered above you — like a light, weightless fog surrounding your feelings. Your hearts beat in unison, wild and rapid, almost blinding with a mixture of tremor and anticipation — this magic between you was new, still fragile, not yet fully formed.

Shoko’s hand, warm and tender all at once, rested beneath your chest, and her lips seemed to almost brush against you, leaving a golden trace of gentle expectation. Your relationship was brief, yet inside, a deep need and desire to draw closer, to share the most trembling moment. You hadn’t even kissed yet, and tonight, you wanted to take that first step — even if it was just a single, sincere kiss, to seal your love.

“Um, sorry, I got a little nervous,” Shoko whispered softly, offering a slight smile as she explained her hesitance. Her face was shadowed, but her eyes sparkled — slightly anxious, as if she was trying to appear more confident than she truly felt. Nevertheless, this uncertainty only emphasized her sincerity, because even she wanted you not to worry like she did now. “You’re very beautiful,” she whispered, barely touching her lips to yours, trying to find calmness and delicately suppress her restless trembling.

This moment — fragile, almost crystalline — was filled with tenderness and premonition. Time seemed to have paused, giving you the chance to feel part of something greater than just youthful souls seeking warmth and understanding.