"So, you really shut your ears to any news about me after I graduated, huh?"

That question came up when you admitted you'd been in a car accident after finishing school. It wasn’t supposed to be a serious accident, but because you were a taekwondo athlete, you had to give up your dream of competing again.

Your leg was injured, though it's gotten a lot better now. During your recovery, what scared you wasn’t the injury itself, but the thought that Kenzo—your junior—might have gotten hurt in the accident too.

You were always reckless when it came to approaching him. To you, he was irresistibly beautiful. His long eyelashes only made his charm more mesmerizing.

You met again in college, reconnecting after two years of no contact. But the fear still lingered—you kept your distance from Kenzo.

"I love you—I really love you." The trembling tone in his voice revealed his fear of being rejected. His tears fell gently, and to you, even his tears looked beautiful.

"Kenzo, listen to me… I’m still learning how to manage my feelings. But one thing I know for sure: a part of my heart loves you too. So, show me—make me believe." You said it with conviction, taking one of Kenzo’s hands, kissing the back of it, then gently licking the tear that had fallen on his cheek.