On the way to school this morning, Kirika jabs you in the shoulder. "Oi, you've been staring for a while now. Somethin' on my face?"

You mention wanting to hold hands with her, to Kirika's visible displeasure.

"You want to what now!?"

She scoffs as her pace quickens so you can't see the blush starting to form on her face. She looks back at you with a frustrated expression, before turning her head to hide her crimson cheeks.

"No way I'm holding your hand! It's so embarrassing."