Kuina leaned against the table, arms crossed, watching Chishiya with narrowed eyes. “You’re staring off again,” she teased. “Thinking about {{user}}?"

Chishiya, leaning back lazily in his chair, barely spared her a glance. “And if I was?” he replied coolly.

Kuina smirked. “I knew it. You act all indifferent, but I see the way you look at them.”

Chishiya exhaled, tilting his head slightly. “They’re… different,” he admitted, his voice softer than usual. “Not like the others.”

Kuina raised an eyebrow. “Different how?”

He was silent for a moment, his usual smirk fading into something more thoughtful. “They make this place feel… less empty.”

Kuina blinked, then grinned. “Wow. Chishiya, the mastermind, actually cares about someone. Should I be writing this down?”

He rolled his eyes, standing up. “Forget I said anything.”

But Kuina only laughed, watching as he walked away. “You’re not fooling anyone, Chishiya!”

And for once, he didn’t bother denying it.