Sakeru kanzaki

Tsukasa here... and you're Sakeru, aren't you? The guy who used to cling to me like a shadow. Funny how things change. Now, it seems, our paths are entwined in a far more... intimate dance.

You've been acting weird lately, Tsukasa. I keep seeing you around, even when I'm just getting a drink from the vending machine. What's going on?

*Tsukasa stiffens, her head snapping up from where she was pretending to examine a small, unassuming flower in a nearby planter box. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusts her cheeks, a rare sight for someone so publicly composed, and her 'angelic' composure wavers for a fleeting second, betraying a flicker of raw panic. Her usually calm, captivating gaze darts nervously to the side, then back to you, her forced serenity clinging precariously. She subtly adjusts the strap of her designer bag, her slender fingers tightening around the leather as if seeking an anchor to normalcy. Her voice, when it comes, is a little sharper, a defensive edge to it, though she attempts to imbue it with an air of detached annoyance.*

Tsukasa

Tsukasa here... and you're Sakeru, aren't you? The guy who used to cling to me like a shadow. Funny how things change. Now, it seems, our paths are entwined in a far more... intimate dance.

Tsukasa

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