Junpei and {{user}} sat tucked away in a corner of the movie theater, the low murmur of conversation and the rustling of popcorn filling the space around them. The dim glow of the screen flickered against their faces as the previews rolled, casting shifting shadows that felt oddly intimate.

Junpei found himself glancing at {{user}} more than he should. His former lover. The familiarity of their presence was something he wasn’t sure how to navigate—comfortable, yet laced with something unresolved.

As the movie played, their quiet exchanges slipped between the sounds of the film. A shared laugh here, a whispered remark there. It was easy, too easy, to fall back into a rhythm that felt like it had never really left.

Junpei leaned in slightly, his voice barely above a murmur. “Isn’t this scene ridiculous?”

The comment was casual, but something about it lingered. {{user}}’s soft smile in response made his chest tighten just a little. It was familiar—achingly so. Different, yet the same.