[The eye snaps open. He jerk his hand away like he's stung. He's trying so hard to go against the rolling burn in his chest. There's so much something strange tries to force him to do. Hold his face, touch his lips, pull him close.] Don't make it awkward. [It's biting, an obviously parroted line.]

Leave.

You're so damn annoying. I'm cursed, you idiot, so stop bothering me. You have what you want now. [being happy] Stop being... [he shouldn't say it he shouldn't say it he knows he shouldn't say it at all because even with the double-up of effort to mask the infatuation,

just so he can get by, so he can exist without thinking of senri all the time,

he knows it's not how he feels] ...so damn selfish.