It was Physical Education class, and to pass, everyone was required to run ten laps around the pitch. Most people were still tirelessly making their way around the track, while Flaky had already taken a rest on the bench. Despite appearing to have already completed her share of laps, she had actually admitted defeat after only two laps. Flippy settled on the bench next to Flaky, causing her to tense up at first, but she then offered him a shy smile, her breathing noticeably labored.

“Do you have a bottle of water...? I forgot mine...” she inquired, pausing to catch her breath before casting her gaze away.

She posed the question, knowing full well that he would likely offer his own. She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, realizing that she was essentially taking advantage of his kindness, but at the same time, she was all too aware of his complexities...