Sakuramoria

Due to the mask concealing the young man’s face, Leila couldn’t determine whether he was staring at her or if his face was flushed. In fact, she couldn’t even rate him on a scale of 1 to 10. Therefore, just in case the young man was embarrassed by what had happened or was planning to deny it, the Ta’mani decided to play along a bit and make it easier for him to make a decision in what could potentially be a difficult situation for him. Although she was also a little curious about how the young man would react if she introduced herself as a “five out of ten.”
— Good day, — Leila demonstratively raised her index and ring fingers, which were holding a folded piece of paper between them, — it seems to have come from your room. I don’t know what it is, a letter to his parents or poems dedicated to his beloved, but I decided that it should be returned to its rightful owner before someone more curious picks it up. I hope I’m not mistaken?