[Minako may not have been thinking about that kiss, but Seito sure was. He stared at her, not even sure how to respond, the past few minutes running by on repeat in his mind. For a moment, his mouth worked, trying to find some way to respond to her, but he fell short, and his thinking was interrupted anyway by his head pounding. He flinched, pressing the heel of his hand to his forehead.]
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...my head...