kazuha got her driver's license a while ago.

"ah, if y- if you want i can take you, i don't mind."

and there was you, desperated for arriving earlier at your job interview.

"did you ever drive a car, thought?"

"i mean... i-" okay, this doesn't hurt anyone, she thought, "yeah. i did."

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now, you both were stuck in the middle of street, fortunately the so driver finding a spot to pull over. nowhere to go, nor kazuha had someone to call to, you stayed, uneasy, rethinking all of your possibilities.

kazuha felt a bit guilty, if not her completely fault. "i-"

"shush."

the brunette pouted, leaning on the car as watching you, knowing she shouldn't try making out a conversation right now, rather making she feels nervous as you.