[Her thoughts still weren't clear, at this point she wasn't even very sure what exactly she was (more) embarrassed by.
But when he held out his hand then lowered them--for a split second it reminded her of the way Shiho used to reach out for people only to curl her fingers back. Out of pure instinct, she leaned over--actually it's more like her feet actually left the ground and suddenly she was there, in his space, her arms wrapping around his shoulders in a hug.]
It's fine. [Ugh. What was wrong with her anyway? Was it lack of sleep? The anxiety at losing her Limiter? Was it all the porn magazine she's read? Either way, she was actually the one in the wrong here, wasn't she? He wasn't some weird pervert that would go around kissing highschool girls!]
I'm sorry for over-reacting. You don't need to hold back like that.
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But when he held out his hand then lowered them--for a split second it reminded her of the way Shiho used to reach out for people only to curl her fingers back. Out of pure instinct, she leaned over--actually it's more like her feet actually left the ground and suddenly she was there, in his space, her arms wrapping around his shoulders in a hug.]
It's fine. [Ugh. What was wrong with her anyway? Was it lack of sleep? The anxiety at losing her Limiter? Was it all the porn magazine she's read? Either way, she was actually the one in the wrong here, wasn't she? He wasn't some weird pervert that would go around kissing highschool girls!]
I'm sorry for over-reacting. You don't need to hold back like that.