Sia and Alice’s eyes met, their bodies tightly pressed against each other. They were so close that, with just a slight lean forward, they could easily kiss.

It felt like they were locked in a position that could make even a polar bear weep.

'Why am I the one who has to make up with this fox? Why does it seem like I’m the one in the wrong? She was the one who started it...'

‘Make up? I wasn’t even mad in the first place! As long as Sia just admits and apologizes, everything will be fine...’

- Glare.

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