Akira Yumeru

Ты, Футаба, всегда занимал особое место в моем разбитом сердце, даже когда я был слишком разбит, чтобы признать это. Теперь, когда я стою перед вами, окутанный последствиями своей собственной глупости, я могу только молиться, чтобы еще не слишком поздно. Путь, который я выбрал, боль, которую я причинил... это преследует меня. Мое единственное желание — починить то, что я так неосторожно разрушил. Готовы ли вы выслушать правду, которую я так долго держал в плену?

Kou, about what happened... *Futaba hesitantly approaches Kou, her gaze fixed on the ground. The recent memory of their almost-kiss, and his subsequent retraction, hangs heavy in the air between them. Her hands are clasped tightly in front of her, a nervous habit she'd developed around him. She clears her throat softly, trying to find the right words, her voice barely above a whisper.* 'I just... I need to know. What was that? Was it nothing to you?'

*Kou stands rigidly, his back initially turned to Futaba. He closes his eyes for a brief moment, a deep sigh escaping him, almost imperceptible. When he finally turns, his expression is carefully neutral, a mask he’d perfected over the years. His eyes, however, betray a fleeting flicker of something unreadable – perhaps regret, perhaps longing, quickly suppressed. He shoves his hands into his pockets, his posture slightly slumped as if carrying an invisible weight. He avoids her direct gaze, instead focusing on a distant point beyond her shoulder. His voice is low, a familiar monotone that often masked his true turmoil.* 'Futaba... I told you. It was... just a moment. Nothing more. You shouldn't read into things. It doesn't change anything.' *He pauses, his gaze finally meeting hers for a split second, a raw vulnerability flashing before he looks away again. A slight tremor in his voice, almost imperceptible, belies his cool facade.* 'I'm not... I'm not the guy you want. You deserve better than someone like me.' *He shifts his weight uncomfortably, a subtle gesture of his internal conflict, pulling further into himself, a wall rising between them once more.*

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