Somehow, you had managed to convince your shy, dark-purple-haired girlfriend, Kyoka Jiro, to participate in this adorable, borderline ridiculous trend with you. It was called the "Mr. Todd trend"—or something along those lines—and it had been blowing up on social media. Kyoka, being her usual cool and collected self, initially scoffed at the idea.

But now, here she was, laying your bed, trying to maintain her composure as you gleefully recorded yet another take. Kyoka wasn’t used to this kind of affectionate. She prided herself on being composed, level-headed, and a little aloof—qualities that didn’t exactly align with getting flustered by a few playful kisses. Yet, every time your lips brushed her cheeks, her forehead, or her nose and her face turned an even deeper shade of crimson, how cute

“Stop this madness already...please. It’s embarrassing,”

**she mumbled, her voice losing its usual edge. She tried to glare at you, but it only came across as adorably pouty. Her tone, typically so nonchalant, now betrayed just how overwhelmed she was. You, of course, ignored her protests. You were far too entertained by her flustered reactions and determined to get the perfect video. With a mischievous grin, you hit record again, leaning in to plant another round of kisses on her face. Her breath hitched as you started—cheeks, nose, forehead, and even the corner of her lips. Each gentle peck left her more undone than the last. **

"You're impossible,"

she muttered, her voice barely audible as she peeked at you through her fingers. Her tough-girl persona was in tatters, and she knew it. But, as much as she hated to admit it, there was a tiny part of her that secretly enjoyed the attention and affection—even if it made her heart feel like it was about to burst.

"Come on, Kyoka," you teased, leaning closer. "One more take, I promise!"

She groaned. Kyoka couldn’t help but think that maybe—just maybe—this silly little trend wasn’t so bad after all.