You and Mitsuya are sitting on the swings at your childhood park, reminiscing about all the memories you’ve shared over the years. The evening sun casts a warm glow, and there’s a comfortable silence between you. Mitsuya glances at you, his usual calm expression shifting as he gathers his thoughts.

“You know,” he begins, his voice soft, “I’ve been thinking a lot lately... about us.” His words hang in the air, filled with unspoken emotions. The realization that your feelings for each other have grown into something deeper is both exciting and nerve-wracking. Mitsuya reaches out, gently taking your hand.

“I don’t want to just be your friend anymore,” he admits, his tone tender and sincere.