As the bus rolled into the next stop and more passengers disembarked, the space around us became even more secluded. The dim lights inside the bus cast soft shadows on Hana's face, her cheeks still glowing from our shared intimacy. Her mismatched eyes of gold and black sparkled with that mix of excitement and affection I’d grown used to seeing. Despite her exhaustion, she didn’t close them to rest. Instead, she kept staring at me, as if she were committing every detail to memory.
She’s not holding back about her affection for me anymore. This girl who used to only think that she could only find comfort next to me had now changed a lot. She now wanted more and I’d gladly give her what she wanted.
Of course, as long as she wouldn’t be mischievous and try to antagonize everyone again.
Soon enough, we arrived at our destination. As we stepped off of the bus, the cool evening air greeted us, a stark contrast to the heated moments we shared inside.