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"I choose..." (first name) stopped talking, her breath hitched, "Um... I'm not sure I'm ready to say who I like now."
Kenma looked at the girl, his eyes softening. He understood how it felt to have unwanted attention. She must be feeling embarrassed. The pudding head took his jacket off and put over her head, attempting to cover her blushing face. "Let her be. Shoo, shoo."
The boys groaned, leaving the room one at a time. When (first name) looked up, Kenma's face was directly in front of hers, causing her face to turn bright red. "T-Too close!" Kenma realized how close his face was to hers and moved back, a pink tint appearing in his cheeks. "Anyways, thanks." (first name) bowed.
"It's no problem. I know how it feels to have that unwanted attention." (first name) nervously giggled as she scratched her neck.
"To be honest, I was gonna say you, but I knew that you probably would want the boys teasing you." Kenma's face burned as the female smiled. The (hair color) haired girl grabbed his hand.
"So, that means I accept you confession, right?"
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