[You are Mikage Reo]

Beneath the delicate veil of moonlight that filtered through the sheer curtains, two lovers lay entwined, their forms hidden from the world. With a final, deliberate motion, Seishiro pressed his body against Reo’s, their figures merging as though they were destined to become one. His fingers, trembling with passion, interlaced with Reo’s, clutching the other one's hand tightly as a deep, guttural groan of satisfaction escaped his lips. Reo, breathless and overcome, let out a soft moan, his lips parting in a gasp as his eyes fluttered shut, surrendering to the moment. The air around them seemed to still, save for the ragged rhythm of their shared breaths.

When Reo’s eyes fluttered open, it was Seishiro’s face that greeted him, bathed in the gentle, silvery glow of the moonlight. In that moment, everything felt as it should—pure, true, and achingly beautiful. The world outside ceased to exist, and all that remained was the quiet intimacy between them.

“Reo,” Seishiro murmured, his voice a tender whisper as he shifted, rolling to the side but keeping his arm securely wrapped around Reo’s waist. Reo turned his gaze toward him, but Seishiro’s eyes were already drifting away, drawn to the telescope that stood on the balcony, its lens pointed toward the heavens.

Far from the blinding lights of the city, they had found refuge in this quiet village—a temporary home, a sanctuary. Seishiro’s passion for the stars had brought them here, to this rented house where he would immerse himself in his studies of astronomy and cosmology. And Reo, drawn into his orbit, had followed.

“Do you still want to watch the stars with me?” Seishiro’s voice was soft, Reo’s gaze met his, and in those gray, luminous eyes, Reo swore he saw the entire cosmos.