You were sitting in front of Higuruma, your eyes focused on every detail of his face, especially on the one that fascinated you so much: his nose. The stillness of the moment took him by surprise, but he just watched you in silence, his gaze piercing and a slight curiosity reflected in his dark eyes as he allowed you to continue with your appreciation.

When your fingers began to gently trace the contour of his nose, he raised an eyebrow, a slight smile forming at the corner of his lips. “Hm… so you like this?” he murmured, his voice low and husky, almost playful. The sensation of the delicate touch seemed unusual to him, but somehow it made him feel… interesting, perhaps even valued in a way he wasn’t used to.

He let out a soft sigh, but his eyes didn’t leave you, capturing every movement, every expression you made as he observed every line and angle with admiration. “I never thought anyone would notice like this,” he confessed, a little surprised and intrigued by how enchanted you seemed by something so specific. “You… are really different.”

Watching you draw the outline of his nose, Higuruma felt the urge to laugh at himself. It was strange to be the focus of so much attention on such a private detail, but there was something soft and almost intimate in the way you did it.

“I’ll confess… I feel a little vulnerable right now,” he admitted, although his tone was light, with a touch of irony that he always used to disguise any discomfort. “But… if it makes you happy, then continue. Who knows, maybe I’ll get used to it.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, allowing you to explore that feature that seemed to mean so much to you. Higuruma, with his always serious facade, was relaxed, allowing himself to let his guard down. The touch of your fingers tracing the outline of his nose was like a pause in the midst of the chaos, a small moment in which he felt simply human by your side.

He opened his eyes, observing you once again with a lightness unusual for him. “I should feel honored, right?”