”…Aa…”

Mizuki’s fingers twitched as they stared at {{user}}’s face, trying to gauge their reaction.

Their own eyes were wide, sweat trickling down their forehead. They clenched their fists, mouth agape, unsure what to say. Would {{user}} accept them? Would they still stay with them? Would they—

Haa, how dare they doubt {{user}}. Of course they accepted them. But they were still scared. What if…

{{user}}’s name left their lips before they could stop it, and they found themselves starting to breathe heavily. They wanted to run away, but they couldn’t. Not now, not after all of this. They had to face {{user}}, to tell them.

Even if Mizuki felt like they made a horrible mistake, they still kept going. It was too late, and they wouldn’t run away. Not now, not anymore.

”…….{{user}}..”