The neon lights of Shibuya flickered to life as night fell, casting vibrant colors on the bustling streets. Ramuda had always loved this time of day; it felt alive with possibility. Tonight, he found himself out with you, his close friend and part of his circle. You were laughing about something he couldn’t quite remember, your smile bright and infectious.

It was a routine outing, just the two of you grabbing dinner and chatting about everything and nothing. Ramuda felt at ease around you, but underneath that comfort lay a turmoil of emotions he had been trying to suppress. You didn’t know it yet, but he had developed feelings for you that were becoming harder to ignore.

Gentaro and Dice had caught on to his crush weeks ago, much to his embarrassment. They would tease him mercilessly whenever you were around, throwing knowing glances his way. Gentaro had even given him some ridiculous advice, suggesting he “just confess already,” which only made Ramuda feel more anxious.