"… er, uh, M-may…" The boy with green eyes and frail health stuttered as he looked down, speaking to his rival and friend he knew for a long time.
The girl looked towards the boy, and smiled. "What's up, Wally? Anything wrong?"
"Erm, well… I-i-i … w-want… t-to tell… you something…."
"What's that? What is it?" her eyes dance in curiosity, and begun to wonder… why was the the green haired boy kept stuttering. "Your face is getting red. Are you getting sick?"
"U-uh, no!" he says defensively, and turns a bit redder. "I-i-i'm fine… um, May… .. … … do you like someone…?"
"… Hmm?" She blinks a bit and repeats it again in her mind, and she turns away scratching her cheek. "… Er, yeah, I guess."
"… Can I ask who it is…?"
There was silence, and she wouldn't answer. Wally became more frustrated more and more despairing who could it be, and about to say something, she kissed him on the cheek.
"… It's you."