In which Len confesses, and he doesn't know it.
Len fiddled in his seat. It wasn't such a big deal, sitting next to girl you've liked for... Your whole life. Okay... Big deal.
Len squirmed, he could feel the heat radiating off her, and he could smell her lip gloss. Orange flavor, he guessed.
She had a thing for oranges.
He smiled a bit.
The girl, Rin, changed positions. From sitting up straight, to leaning on his shoulder.
Len's face brightened at least ten shades.
He sighed, "Rin."
"What are you doing?"
"Resting on your shoulder, duh."
"Whhhhhhhhyyyy?" Rin whined.
"No. Now shut up and let me sleep."
Len sighed again. She always was stubborn.
"Because... If you keep doing these things... I won't be able to control myself anymore." He whispered to himself.
Unknown to him, Rin had heard each any every word.
AN: OH LORD. Sorry for the wait. LenxRin is really hard for me to write, because I do not support the pairing... So, I hope this is good enough.