Vianna's forehead began to crease slightly as the seconds that began to feel more like minutes began to pass by and the boy beside her hadn't said a word. She felt herself shrink in size, lose the confidence she usually carried around. She had come off as an even worse creep than she had expected and now the boy beside her was so disturbed that he had opted best to give her the silent treatment. But as she felt Ferris lean in closer, Vianna turned to him with wide paranoid and puzzled eyes, only to then find his lips on hers a second later. She was absolutely confused at first, having convinced herself of her own earlier assumptions, before those fears and nightmares washed away to be replaced by the joy of the real situation, where the boy beside her was actually kissing her instead of running away from her. Vianna's eyes closed on instinct after the surprise washed away, and she kissed him back with the corners of her lips curved into a smile.