Stupid Boys
Risa Harada, quite surprised at her friend's bold move, looked at their hands. His was rather large compared to hers, but always warmer. She liked that contradiction about him. Cold eyes, but warm hands.
"Are you alright, Hiwatari-san?" she asked, concerned.
Satoshi Hiwatari glanced silently behind him at the crowd of young men who had just walked by. As Riku and Daisuke chatted happily away about the beauty of the park in front of them, Satoshi relaxed.
"I'm fine," he replied in monotone. "Those men were just looking at you in an inappropriate way."
Rise felt herself blush. "Eh?" Flustered, she let go of his hand and zipped up her jacket. "I'm not even wearing anything that bad!" she murmured to herself as she fixed her clothes and straightened her hair. "Stupid boys with their stupid hormones..."
She could have sworn that she heard Satoshi chuckle. He merely put a hand on her head and said, "Don't worry. I wouldn't have let them hurt you."