♘ In all honesty, Tomo was still nervous around Miyako, despite everything. The dance was still fresh in his mind, he couldn't shake away his feelings, but he gained some courage to try and talk to Miyako normally, or at least as normally as he could.
But, still, he didn't know her feelings toward him. He wanted to know, but his mind immediately dismissed every possible sign, a touch, a look, everything, as mere chance.
She just saw him as a friend. That was all.
So when he looked at her, he was honestly expected her to thank him, as she always did, then bid good bye and leave, as she always did. This, however, wasn't one of those times.
His face flushed when he felt her lips on his cheek. What... He stared at her in complete shock, his mind just shutting down for a second to process what he had just experienced.
Was his mind playing tricks on him again?