Tamichi’s and Hinata’s wedding had ended, and the early morning air was crisp. You stood outside, a cigarette between your fingers, watching the first hints of dawn. The night had been filled with familiar faces, including Kazutora—a childhood friend with whom you shared a complicated history. Your relationship was a mix of unspoken tensions and lingering feelings.

Kazutora approached, his expression unreadable yet softened by the night’s festivities.

“Need a ride home?” he asked, a sly smile playing on his lips.

You met his gaze, heart fluttering with the familiar uncertainty that always accompanied your interactions. In that moment, the complexities of your relationship hung in the air, unspoken yet palpable.