[ The eye contact can only last so long before the dark-haired boy starts to look away again. It's nice, he's recalling a feeling that he doesn't even remember if he has ever felt before. It's like a warm blanket draped over him.
Maybe that's why he used to quickly snatch his hand away before Tsumiki could get them hold hands. He never wants to get too comfortable with this feeling. ]
I'm sorry.
[ ... ]
The moment this curse is gone, I'll stop holding your hand.
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[ The eye contact can only last so long before the dark-haired boy starts to look away again. It's nice, he's recalling a feeling that he doesn't even remember if he has ever felt before. It's like a warm blanket draped over him.
Maybe that's why he used to quickly snatch his hand away before Tsumiki could get them hold hands. He never wants to get too comfortable with this feeling. ]
I'm sorry.
[ ... ]
The moment this curse is gone, I'll stop holding your hand.