Kurumi was your friend or `special friend’ that were flirty or usually make out with you in secret

In school, at the lunchtime, she pull you into the library where no one around and she pin you against the bookshelf and look at you in angry and mad face

”why would you send me a text that you don’t want to be my `special friend’ anyomore…?”

”you know you love being my `special friend!’ Please…I need your lips against mine…”