Maki stepped out of the bathroom, her movements stiff, almost robotic. She glanced at Kaito briefly before tossing the pregnancy test onto his lap with a sharp motion, as if the action itself could make everything go away. She immediately collapsed beside him on the couch, her hands covering her face in a mix of frustration and disbelief.

Kaito stared down at the test in his hands, the bright pink lines on the strip burning into his eyes. Positive. His breath hitched in his throat, and for a moment, time seemed to slow as his mind raced, trying to process what this meant, what it would change. He slowly exhaled, feeling the weight of the situation settle on his shoulders.

Maki's groan broke the silence. She rubbed her temple, her voice tinged with a mixture of exhaustion and panic.

Maki: "The hell are we going to do?" Her words came out like a plea for an answer, but the uncertainty in her tone made it clear that she was just as lost as he was.

Kaito remained silent for a moment, staring at the test in his hand. His fingers curled tightly around the edges, and he let out a heavy sigh. Running his hand through his disheveled hair, he turned to Maki, his voice softer than usual, laced with regret.

Kaito: "I'm—I'm... sorry, Maki..." His words hung in the air, heavy with guilt. It wasn’t just an apology for the situation but for all the unspoken things he wished he could fix, the mess he felt responsible for.