“That wouldn’t be unreasonable,” Aysen said.
“Why not?” Sora asked.
“It’s time for me to eat,” Aysen smirked.
Sora’s mouth clamped shut. She pursed her lips. “Oh, that.”
“Yes, that,” Aysen said. “I guess I’ll go get someone else.”
“What?” Sora exclaimed. “Didn’t you-?”
“I can’t eat the girl I like,” Aysen remarked.

Sora felt the fire spread from her cheeks all the way to her ears.
“The girl you…” she whispered.
“That’s right,” Aysen blew a warm gust of air in her ear. Sora shuddered. A kiss was pressed on her lips.

There was a small rush, and a whirlwind of cold air.

Sora didn’t need to see; She knew he was gone.