65 Admission

Soon Tatsuya stopped dabbing my wound. I cracked an eye open and asked if he was finished. I didn't get a response as his ice blue eyes stared intently at my cheek. 

"Is... something the matter?" I asked timidly as I opened both of my eyes.

I felt Tatsuya stroke my cheek with his thumb in a testing manner. 

I blinked.

See, this is why I'm confused about him. He isn't as straightforward as he is in the game. There was never this "testing the waters" period. It's either he likes you or not, but, right now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Tanaka-san?" I called out and tried to get him to focus on me and not whatever was going through his head. His eyes finally slid over to meet mine. "We're going to be late if you don't hurry." I informed him.

"Hn." Tatsuya still look distracted, but let go of my face to grab the forgotten bandage.

After he carefully pressed it on, I leaned back and away from his grasp.