That sleep was unexpectedly deep, comfortable, and warm, allowing her to wake up naturally. The moment she opened her eyes, the strong light pierced them; the summer morning was clear after the disaster, and the sun burned half the sky red early in the morning. The faint scent of green grass was at her nose, and her cheek was pressed against the soft touch of pure cotton. In her initial chaotic awakening, she suddenly became clear-headed. Did she, she, she... sleep in someone's arms?!
But! Thankfully, this person wasn't reacting at this moment! Which meant he wasn't awake yet!
She blinked and gently moved herself away from his arms. The moment her back rested against the wall, she stole a glance at him; he was still asleep, leaning against the wall...
She let out a slow breath; thinking of that night when he leaned against her shoulder to sleep all night, he was so unreasonable then, what if he found out she had "thrown herself into his arms"? Luckily! Luckily...
