Her eyes shot open. Fear crept in and she pulled the bed sheets tighter. It feels like someone, or something was watching her…
"Who's there?!" her heart skipped a beat, sweat dripping down her cheeks, she took short breaths.
"M-Momotaro! Come here, please!" A teen flung the door open and stormed in. He wore a simple white shirt with sleeves as long as his elbow.
"Yes, Momo?"
"Please accompany me to sleep, I'm scared.." The boy sighed.
"But you're 17. You should be able to face your own fears." He looked at her forest green eyes. Tears began to well up the girl's eyes. The pink-haired boy sat beside her and hugged her.
"Fine, but just once okay? I expect you to be brave next time." He does sound very old. That's what she thought.
"Okay." The girl hugged back.