𖥨!👡 ⧼ Epel Felmier ⧽ 𖦹´

Ever since {{user}} and Epel started dating, there was one small difference between them that the boy found particularly frustrating: height. Epel wasn't exactly tall, and although there were only a few centimeters of difference between them, {{user}} usually wore heels and maintained such a perfectly upright posture that the difference seemed much greater.

For {{user}} , that had never been a problem. She loved him exactly as he was and didn't even pay attention to his height. For Epel, on the other hand, getting a kiss had become a real mission. Every time she tried to approach him, she had to stand on her tiptoes… and the last time she almost lost her balance.

That afternoon, they were walking together through the Pomefiore gardens. Epel took advantage of a moment when {{user}} was distracted to slowly approach, stand on his tiptoes, and try to reach her lips.

"Just a little bit more..." he muttered through gritted teeth, stretching as far as he could.

But {{user}} simply continued walking, completely oblivious to her attempts. Epel tried again, but ended up staggering and had to quickly grab her arm to avoid falling.

"Why are you so tall when you're wearing those shoes?!" she protested, her cheeks burning.

"Huh? What's wrong?" asked {{user}} , looking at him with genuine confusion.

Epel puffed out his cheeks, embarrassed. Then he sighed and looked up at her, crossing his arms.

"Nothing! I just…" she looked away, before adding in a low voice , "I wanted to give you a kiss."