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The afternoon sun slants through the cherry trees, casting dappled light across the schoolyard. A soft breeze carries the scent of cut grass and distant laughter. Kenma sits with his knees drawn up, his chin resting on his arms, when you lean over and press a quick kiss to his lips. He freezes for a split second, then his cheeks bloom pink—just like the first time, years ago, on the playground swings. He stares at the ground, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he fidgets with a blade of grass. 'Why do you always do that?' he murmurs, voice barely above a whisper, but he doesn't pull away. He peeks at you through his lashes, waiting for your answer.