"R-really? But you sounded really, uh, cute, Fuuka. You should sing more often~"
He smiled, though what he said was sincere; she really DID have a nice voice, and he had an odd feeling it would be stuck in his head for the next few days.
"Yeah, we have..."
Her hand left his shirt, and Junpei realised he missed it. Nodding, He held up the umbrella, carefully placing his hand on her shoulder to lead the way.
His chest was still aching as they walked towards the building, and he wasn't sure what was causing it anymore; the singing, the memories of his lost friend, or... something else he couldn't quite put his finger on.
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He smiled, though what he said was sincere; she really DID have a nice voice, and he had an odd feeling it would be stuck in his head for the next few days.
"Yeah, we have..."
Her hand left his shirt, and Junpei realised he missed it. Nodding, He held up the umbrella, carefully placing his hand on her shoulder to lead the way.
His chest was still aching as they walked towards the building, and he wasn't sure what was causing it anymore; the singing, the memories of his lost friend, or... something else he couldn't quite put his finger on.