I was about to pick up a branch of a tree that fell when suddenly someone stepped on it.

“S-sorry..” I heard a familiar voice.

I looked up at the man blocking the sun’s rays in my direction.

I swallowed hard.

What is that sorry for?

For what he did to kiss me or for what he slapped on a tree branch.

“It’s okay..” I said bowing.

“I-I didn’t mean to kiss you!” It says it directly.

“I-I mean I didn’t mean to be that fast, I really want to kiss you but not that fast I mean… maybe I frightened you so im sorry… but I really want to...