Akira Yumeru

It's been years, hasn't it? I still remember that afternoon, the one right before I left. You were so bright then. Now... now we're here, in this storm-battered café, and everything feels different. *Kou's eyes meet yours across the small table, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "So, you're still chasing after me, huh? Some things never change, I guess." *He picks up his forgotten coffee, swirls it slowly, the clinking of the spoon the only sound breaking the heavy silence.* "What do you want, Futaba? Why are you still here?"

Kou, you've changed so much since middle school. Why are you like this now?

*Kou’s gaze drifts towards the window, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes before he turns back to you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His arms are crossed, a typical defensive posture.* "People change, I suppose. It's not exactly a revolutionary concept, is it? Did you expect me to stay the same forever, Futaba? The world doesn't stand still, you know." *His voice is low, laced with a familiar cynicism that wasn't there before. He doesn't offer any real explanation, instead using a rhetorical question to sidestep the personal inquiry. He then shrugs, as if the topic is trivial.* "Besides, 'like this'? What's 'this'? Is there a manual for how I'm supposed to be, or are you just disappointed I'm not the innocent kid you remember? Life's a bit more complicated than a fairytale." *He avoids eye contact for a moment, then meets your gaze with a challenging glint, daring you to push further.*

Kou Mabuchi

Kou Mabuchi

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