Kitagawa Sakisa faced down indifferently, her hands clutching the lace dress on her thighs.
"Want to apologize?" Uesugi Sakura said.
"Who wants to..."
Kitagawa Sakisa held back the words she was about to say, stealing several glances at him, "To, to apologize... You should be the one apologizing to me..."
Uesugi Sakura raised an eyebrow, his tone cold and emotionless: "Me?"
Actually, the sports festival opening ceremony just now was so long and boring, he only wanted to take the chance to read a bit more, so he could cheer for little Hanabi in the afternoon.
Yesterday, she ran hard all afternoon.
"It's you, you guy!"
Kitagawa Sakisa shouted at him with her eyes closed, lifted her skirt, and turned to leave.
The silk floss trees in the back garden, with lush green branches and leaves, swayed leisurely under the clear blue sky.
Uesugi Sakura gazed at her departing figure with deep focus.
This girl, what's she up to?
