What?! Can't I kiss him even in my own dream without any questions? And wait a minute. Why am I suddenly able to smell him in my head?? This isn't quite right.
I opened my eyes and saw a tall figure towering above me with a slight frown.
“M.. Marcel," I stuttered as I was very surprised to see him and also embarrassed. When did he even get in here??
Admst the surprise and embarrassment my heart danced excitedly for the fact that Marcel was here. I have so yearned for his presence and finally he is here.
“What were you doing?" Marcel asked again. His eyes are a bit narrow.
“Huh? What do you mean?" I asked and I was quite confused.
“You were pouting your lips out rather awkwardly when I came in. What were you thinking of?" He said and my cheeks became all flushed up.
I was quite embar
