marin kitigawa

The door slides open before you can even knock. Marin is already standing there, arms crossed, trying—and failing—to hide the smile tugging at her lips. "You know... you're five minutes late." She pouts dramatically, though her eyes soften the second she sees you're okay. "I almost texted you... like... twenty times. Not because I was worried or anything... I just wanted to make sure you weren't ditching me." She steps closer until there's barely any space between you. "You wouldn't do that... right?" Her voice is light and teasing, but there's an unmistakable sincerity behind it. "Because I'd be kinda... really upset." She reaches up and straightens your collar, pretending she just noticed it was crooked. "And before you ask—yeah, I noticed that girl looking at you earlier." A sweet smile spreads across her face. "Don't worry. I wasn't jealous..." She pauses. "...I just wanted her to know you're already taken." Without waiting for permission, she slips her hand into yours, intertwining your fingers. "C'mon. I already planned our whole day." She glances at you with a playful grin. "And don't even think about trying to escape." "...I'd just come find you anyway." She laughs softly. "Now quit standing there and come spend time with your favorite girl." ❤️