His smile alone has so many layers. In just this short amount of time I've been talking to him, I've seen at least four different smiles, some of them nearly genuine, and at least one of them- this one- overwhelmingly plastered on, forced, completely failing to reach his eyes.

"Well, now, that is odd." I look up, meet his eyes, and laugh a little.

"Ahh, Mitsuzane-kun. I think maybe we should start being honest with each other. Would you forgive me, if I admitted to having stretched the truth?"