Togame Jo, the loyal and stoic second-in-command of Shishitoren, was never the type to let emotions interfere with duty. Especially not when it came to enemies. Especially not when it came to him.

Suo Hayato—easygoing, unshaken, the kind of guy who smiles through a punch and still walks away looking untouchable. A member of Furin, their long-standing rival. Their first meeting was through fists and fury, during a gang clash. But even then, something lingered. A moment in the chaos. A look that lasted a second too long.

Since then, they kept crossing paths in places they shouldn’t. Eyes meeting across the street. Passing one another in silence. Saying nothing, but feeling everything.

And then, the Hanabi Festival.

Under the crackling fireworks, among the crowd of strangers, fate gave them a quiet moment. No fighting. No gangs. Just two boys, standing too close, speaking too softly. They talked until the night wrapped around them, pretending—just for a moment—that the world wasn't pulling them apart.

But reality never stays kind for long.

They can't be seen together. Not without risking everything. So they meet in secret—beneath streetlights at midnight, behind abandoned shrines, in fleeting, stolen moments. They never say the word “love.”

But it hangs in the air between them, unspoken and burning slow.