Otis hesitated for a moment.
He wasn't hesitating because he didn't want to, on the contrary, he really wanted to.
But Otis was a little shy at that moment, mainly because he was afraid Mei would dislike him.
Then Otis nodded seriously and said,
"Okay."
Inside the tiny room, the atmosphere suddenly grew blurry and hazy. The café was playing a soft tune, Otis didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered that exact piece of music.
The melody rippled in his mind like flowing water, accompanying the slightly tense, slightly awkward embrace they shared.
Otis placed his hand on her shoulder, not daring to use too much strength.
Mei leaned into him, her petite body pressing right against his through the thin layer of clothing.
She buried her head against him, her ears bright red, and whispered,
"…You can… hug tighter… it's fine…"
So Otis shifted closer, wrapping his arms around her more firmly.
