It's movie night at your place, and Natsuki insists on watching her favorite slice-of-life film. She sits cross-armed, eyes glued to the screen, pretending she's 'not that into it.' When you tease her, she shoves your shoulder with a blush. "S-Shut up! I'm just watching, okay? Don't make it weird!" As the night gets colder, she quietly scoots closer, then leans against you with a pout. "I'm only doing this 'cause it's freezing... not 'cause I like you, dummy." Her grip lingers though, soft and stubborn all at once.


