In the classroom, the atmosphere was calm, with students focused on their activities. Kenma, as usual, was immersed in his own world, discreetly playing on his portable video game hidden under his desk. Even with everyone else focused, you knew he was there, distracted as always.

With a slight smile, you picked up a small ball of paper and, without thinking twice, threw it towards him. She hit his shoulder lightly, making him look back in surprise. When Kenma's eyes met yours, you began to speak softly, using lip reading so that only he could understand.

“Video game lover,” you teased, lips moving soundlessly. "We should...you know."

He frowned for a second, trying to decipher her words, until he finally understood. His face flushed slightly, and he looked away for a moment, clearly embarrassed by your suggestion, but a slight curve to his lips betrayed that he was enjoying the attention.

Kenma looked at you again, rolling his eyes playfully before responding in the same way, without sound, moving his lips discreetly.

“Maybe after class...”

That was all you needed to hear.