She had been someone else for so long that probably only in the dead of night, in the silence, she could finally be herself.
But not only did Michale Shaw live under the sunlight, he was like the sun itself...
Intense, scorching.
He and she were two extremes.
"You..." With Michale Shaw so close, he looked down at her, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile, his breathing landing softly yet heavily on her face as he laughed.
Gentle, warm.
Like a spring breeze, making one's heart sway unsteadily.
"You reject me, yet use my birthday as your password. Do you have a secret crush on me?"
"I don't!" Tobias Carter denied stubbornly.
When she was thinking of a new password, Michale's birthday had inexplicably popped into her mind, as his birthday was coming up next month.
"Weren't you going to say something to me? Speak properly." Stop leaning so close.
"Last time, you said, when I was drunk, that I forcibly kissed you?"
"Yes!"
