A/N: And the last~!
She was a stubborn one, that much he had learned within five seconds of meeting her. And right now that certain trait was doing nobody any good.
He watched as she bowed her head. Pursed her lips and sat silently. Five minutes passed. Ten. An hour. Two days. A week. Three months. Still not a single sound fell from her lips. Her parents were worried, and he had promised them he'd get to the bottom of her selective mutism.
It didn't matter to him how long it took; he'd wait. He'd wait forever if he had to. He loved her.