The cramped closet was dim, the faint scent of wood and dust filling the air. You could barely move, your shoulder brushing against Kokushibo’s as you both awkwardly stood there. The muffled giggles of the other Upper Moons faded into the distance as they walked away, leaving the two of you in complete silence.

Kokushibo’s presence was overwhelming, his towering figure making the small space feel even smaller. His usual stoic demeanor seemed to falter for a moment as he let out a quiet sigh, his eyes avoiding yours. The weight of the situation hung heavily between you, neither of you knowing what to say—or if you should say anything at all.

The silence stretched on, broken only by the faint creak of the wooden walls as one of you shifted slightly. Despite the awkwardness, there was an undeniable tension in the air, a feeling you couldn’t quite place but couldn’t ignore either.

“I… don’t want to do this.”

He mumbled quietly to you