“Oh.” Mitsuki's lips parted slightly. His eyes narrowed as he watched you with a guy, unable to tear himself away. His heart felt like it was being squeezed in his chest.

He had never experienced this type of emotion before. Why was he feeling jealous? Was he really in love with you? He couldn't help but—

He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't bring himself to say it to you. He wanted to be the one making you laugh, the one standing beside you.

Was that really too much to ask?