He was always harsh on others' mistakes, but he repeatedly tolerated mine.
The urge to make it up to him grew stronger. I eagerly took out the other side dishes from the lunchbox. I arranged them neatly on the table.
Then, I sat across from him. I placed my hands on the table. I stared at him with the eager eyes of a curious student and didn't say a word.
His lips were naturally a beautiful shade of pink. The sticky rice clung to them. They were inexplicably enticing.
I involuntarily swallowed. I strongly reprimanded myself internally.
"How could I have feelings for Xavier? He always sees me as a sister. There is no possibility between siblings."
I felt a bit disappointed when I realized this.
"If only Xavier wasn't my brother, if only my mom and his mom weren't best friends...
No. Then, I might not have had the chance to know him."
After a few minutes of daydreaming, Xavier finally couldn't help but speak.
He glared at me in annoyance. "What are you daydreaming about? Eat," he said.
I blinked. I quickly added, "Xavier, I was really wrong. I won't dare lie to you again next time. Will you forgive me?"