[ What is this sense of defeat... He's never felt anything like it. Hugeass reminder to never fight Mikan Tsumiki in metaphorical MMA ever again, he'll never win against her. ]
...You're totally enjoying this.
[ Still mumbling grumpily, but then. That way of handing it over... did an arrow just strike through his heart?
Yep, score. ]
...........
[ That's a long pause, Mondo.]
O, ou.
[ After staring at her with a stupid dumbfounded face for the umpteenth time today, he finally takes the chocolate back in his hand, awkwardly nodding his head as a way of thanks (???). And as he looks at it, he can't really hold back the perk that resembles a very, very faint smile, peeking on the edges of his lips. His very first Valentine's choco! ]
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...You're totally enjoying this.
[ Still mumbling grumpily, but then. That way of handing it over... did an arrow just strike through his heart?
Yep, score. ]
...........
[ That's a long pause, Mondo.]
O, ou.
[ After staring at her with a stupid dumbfounded face for the umpteenth time today, he finally takes the chocolate back in his hand, awkwardly nodding his head as a way of thanks (???). And as he looks at it, he can't really hold back the perk that resembles a very, very faint smile, peeking on the edges of his lips. His very first Valentine's choco! ]