"What is your favourite food?" I asked real quick. Instead of a taunt, I heard his chuckle, my whole being stopped as I looked at him with wide eyes. I felt like I am fleeting. My heart was pounding, as strange sensations took over me.

"I don't have a specific preference. I will eat anything made by you." He smiled as I lowered my gaze in a shy manner. My cheeks burn red and I felt so happy. We began to eat in silence then. After he stood up and left pinching my cheeks sweetly. I was utterly shocked of what just happened. After he left, I began to squeak...