“I… I like you.”

Kunikuzushi’s voice wavered as the words slipped out, unplanned but unstoppable. He’d been holding it in for months, and now, there it was—his confession. The air seemed to hang still for a moment, the weight of his admission sinking in.

His heart pounded in his chest as panic set in. What if {{user}} didn’t feel the same? What if he gets laughed at, brushing him off as just a passing fancy? {{user}} had never given any clear sign of knowing, so what if this ruined everything?

He stood there, unsure, bracing himself for whatever might come next.