"I dare you to kiss Lev! //gets slapped//
And like it! //gets stabbed//
Yaku wasted no time. As soon as school ended, he intercepted Lev's path to the locker room, grabbed his face with both hands, (quite a feat) and yanked Lev's head down before pecking his forehead. "E-eh, Yaku??" Lev stuttered, his face burning. Yaku shrugged and walked towards the locker room, completely unaffected. That practice, Lev couldn't hit one ball in the court.
I guess I liked getting Lev so distracted. //shrugs//
