CHAPTER 27
After a good long, aimless walk around the school while munching on the popcorns, we went straight to the music hall. Clasping our hands, we paused and faced each other. “Would you mind having a couple nickname, Cyan? We could call each other ‘love’, ‘honey’ or ‘sweetie’. What do you think?” he suggested that made my forehead puckered in disapproval. Our eyes battled. “No!” I emphasized, making my hair stand on end. “I mean… we could call each other by name, so stick to it, all right?” “Sure. What my boyfriend says is what I follow.” He gave me a rapid, soft kiss on the right cheek in a comforting way that he urges to do something sweeter than this. “U—uhm… Acherous, I’d love us to be a great boyfriend to each other. And I don’t want to be rude for opposing you—” He ruffled my h
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