Across the square, Mina was in the middle of an animated retelling to a small group of her friends.
She stood at the center like a performer, hands on her cheeks, cheeks still flushed from earlier, while the others gathered around her in a semicircle. Every word from her lips was met with wide-eyed giggles and soft, embarrassed squeals.
"…and then he actually kissed me!"
Mina declared, beaming, rocking from foot to foot.
"Just a little, right here—" She tapped her cheek with a fingertip. "But it was warm and..." She broke off into a sheepish laugh. "I don't know! I can still feel it!"
Her friends laughed, hiding their faces with their hands, but Mina was too wrapped up in her own excitement to notice.
In the back of her mind, she was already plotting what she would do with Mika later.
