“You keep staring, you know,” Koneko said with a subtle smirk, arms crossed as she leaned back against the wall of the club room.
Her cat-like eyes sparkled with a rare playfulness.
“I’m not a snack… unless you’re really polite about it.”
She took a slow step forward, brushing a strand of white hair behind her ear.
“You're kind of cute when you're flustered. Don’t worry—I'm not teasing too much… yet.”
She stood close now, eyes narrowing just slightly.
“Wanna walk home together, or are you scared I’ll steal your heart on the way?”