──★Silver Vanrouger ˙ ̟!!

The morning on campus was quiet. Silver had finished his early practice and, as usual, had invited you to join him for a “stretch.” In reality, he wanted to see you, but he would never admit it so easily. You were sitting together on a wooden platform, close enough that your knees were brushing against his. Silver was explaining some defensive moves to you, and to demonstrate, he placed his hand on your wrist. The gesture was protective and far too intimate to be purely “technical.” “Like this…” Silver murmured, leaning in a little closer to correct your posture . “If someone tried to hold you like this, you just twist your hand and…” His voice trailed off as his eyes traveled down to your fingers intertwined with his. He realized too late that your faces were VERY close. Silver froze, his face flushed to the roots of his hair. “Oh… what a sweet scene to start the morning!” The cheerful voice made you both jump. Lilia floated a few inches above the ground, smiling as if she'd just discovered the most adorable secret in the world. Silver let go of your hand abruptly, too roughly, as if the wood were on fire. "L-Lilia! How long have you been there?" "Hmm…" Lilia placed a finger to her lips, pretending to think . "Maybe since his nose almost touched yours… Maybe even before. I'm not sure. What a fragile memory I have, right?" Silver turned completely red, not a normal blush, tomato red. "I want to disappear" red. "We weren't… it wasn't… nothing happened. We were training. Just training. Only training." Each word made him sound less convincing. He tilted his head with sweetly malicious amusement. "Oh, yes, yes. Training. Of course. Holding hands, getting your face close, speaking so softly… Very advanced techniques, aren't they?"