prologue

" Really? You're still sticking to the, 'only to talk' rule?"

The girl stretches her arms, while laying down on the couch.

"Talk means talk, aren't we doing that right now?" The royal-blue haired boy asks.

"We can do more than just talk," the girl mumbles, the boy barely hearing what she said.

"What did you say?" He inquires.

"Oh, it was nothing," she lies, warmly smiling.