The scheming captain smiles, tilting her head up to look at him. “You’re so cruel, ______-chan, making me wait so long.” He leans forward, breath ghosting over her lips. “Don’t you think we could have a happy end of year kiss first?”
When she nods, he closes the distance, planting his lips to hers in a sweet kiss.
“Hmmmm, best year ever,” he affirms, taking her hand to lead her back to the party.