Fate/KrystleRainStay
From Create Your Own Story
< Fate
"We-"
Before you manage to tell her anything, Krystle leans in and gives you a gentle kiss. Her luscious lips feel softer and a lot nicer than past guys you've kissed before. A thumb's width separates your lips from hers. You reach up and brush her wet hair out of her face. She smiles and you and you smile back.
You analyze your situation, still meeting her gaze. This is new. This is different. Not what I was expecting for a new school experience, but...
You tell her:
