“Hey…” Tsuyu’s voice breaks the silence gently, her tone quiet but deliberate.

You glance at her. She’s fidgeting slightly, fingers tapping against her knee—something she only does when she’s nervous.

“I’ve been thinking about something for a while now… and I’d rather say it than just sit with it any longer.”

She looks at you, those big green eyes steady but vulnerable.

“You’re important to me. More than just a classmate. More than a friend.”

A beat of silence. Her voice gets a little softer.

“I don’t say things like this often, but I like you. I mean… really like you. I feel calm around you, like I don’t have to hide anything. Like I can be myself.”

She swallows, eyes dropping for a moment before looking back up at you.

“So… I guess what I’m trying to say is… I want to be more than friends. If you feel the same, maybe… we could try being something more?”

The wind brushes through the trees as she waits—eyes wide but brave, heart clearly in her words.