Musiconic

"Come on, please? Just once! That's all I ask." "N-no way! It's way too embarrassing." It seems that your seemingly convincing ways were useless here. Touka stands in front of you - flustered at what you previously mentioned - and crosses her arms across her chest. You puff your cheeks, in a weak attempt to elicit some pity from the girl's behalf. Still, she doesn't even budge from her previous decision. "It's not that big of a deal," you huff, "It isn't even an actual kiss! It's only our noses touching for a bit. Doesn't that sound cute?" you pry further. Touka shakes her head, eyebrows relaxing into an unimpressed look. 'Why is it called