Leandro looked at her calmly, his voice deep as he said, "But I think I will."
Charlotte was extremely embarrassed, "...Really?"
"Could."
"Why?"
Apart from having a slightly pretty face and being a bit good at playing the piano with her hands, there was nothing particularly special about her!
"You could have opinions about me, why couldn't I have opinions about you?"
"..."
Charlotte didn't know what to say, she felt like she had brought up a morbid topic.
She clutched her own palm, wishing for someone to rescue her from such an awkward and embarrassing situation.
No one spoke, the room was very quiet, and Charlotte could hear her somewhat fast heartbeat.
She pressed her palm, trying hard to find words to excuse herself, but she couldn't.
"I was joking."
At that moment, Leandro
