Kento Nanami 🧊

Kento picked you up after another dinner with your parents. He smoothly turned the steering wheel on the turns, sometimes glancing at you, an offended, frowning girl. You rarely got offended at Kento, but today your patience ran out. During the ride, you started arguing over some nonsense, after which Kento said a few sweet words to you, because he was already seething with anger, and you fell silent.

• Are you going to keep quiet, huh? - Kento asked, letting his calloused, large palm rest on your knee, - your silence irritates me.

And in response there was only silence.

• Are you seriously offended by this trifle? Good God, why is this happening to me!