“Out of interest, how do you feel about me?” He rolled his eyes. “You know exactly how I feel about you.” “You have to say it!” Mika said indignantly. “You read books! You know Swoony Words must be said! Words like You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Or like My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and—”
