Jaylea-Felesian

 It was late when Kurosaki arrived home that night.  He quietly turned the keys to his apartment door, wincing as the hinges creaked.  As he closed the door behind him he took several deep breaths.  Nothing was going to happen, he assured himself.  He felt like an idiot sneaking into his own apartment, but he had a good reason to be nervous. That morning he had received a text from Teru asking for advice on, of all things, kissing.  Before he could even think of a response Riko had stolen the phone from him and sent Teru a reply as Daisy, deleting the response before he could read it. &#