Once again, Nensu was patient, and she waited for his reason, and/or some kind of sign that would tell her to open them. But nothing came for a few seconds, until she felt contact upon her lips. She made a small questioning sound, but it was muffled; the pressure wasn't at all forced. She, honestly, didn't know how to react, considering that she never experienced anything like this before, but then, a thought came to her: It was a kiss. 
[i]'Did this mean, that what Midoriya said before, was sincere? Did he really hold onto this feeling? Does this mean...that he really didn't really care on what I was capable of?'[/i]
She thought, as this contact continued to linger. Nensu's eyes were shaking, as tears began to build in her eyes, and eventually fall down her face. Reaching her left hand up, she gently placed it upon the other teen's own, that were placed on her shoulders.