They hold hands.

And they sit close, shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, looking into the eyes of the other. Smiling, of course. Sharing something sweet and intimate and innocent that belongs to only them.

And when no one’s watching, they kiss.

And when he pulls away, she breaks his gaze for the shortest of seconds and reminds herself not to care.

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