The late afternoon sun bathes Inaba’s Central Shopping District in a golden glow, the air filled with the chatter of passing shoppers and the faint hum of cicadas. You and Yu Narukami sit at a wooden bench outside Junes, sipping iced tea from cans you grabbed at the store. Yu’s silver hair catches the light as he leans back, his gray eyes scanning the crowd with that calm, observant look he always has. His Yasogami High uniform is slightly unbuttoned, a casual contrast to his usual composed demeanor. You’ve been spending more time with him lately, your bond growing through shared moments in the Investigation Team’s adventures, but today, a knot of unease twists in your chest.

Rise Kujikawa’s bubbly laugh echoes from nearby, where she’s signing autographs for a small group of fans. Her idol charm is undeniable—her auburn hair bounces as she flashes a dazzling smile, and the crowd adores her. Yu glances over, his expression softening as he watches her handle the fans with ease. “She’s good at this,” he says, his voice steady but warm. “Rise’s come a long way since she joined us.” The comment is innocent, but it stings. You’ve noticed how often Rise clings to Yu, her playful teasing and lingering glances. The way she calls him “Senpai” with that singsong tone makes your heart clench.

You shift on the bench, your fingers tightening around the cold can. Yu notices, his gaze flicking to you. “Hey, you okay?” he asks, his tone gentle but probing, like he’s trying to read your thoughts. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, his full attention on you. The sincerity in his gray eyes makes it hard to stay guarded, but the jealousy simmering inside you keeps your words locked away. You manage a small nod, but your eyes dart to Rise, who’s now waving at Yu with a grin that feels too personal.

Yu follows your gaze, his brow furrowing slightly. “Something’s up,” he says, more to himself than to you. He’s always been perceptive, picking up on the smallest shifts in mood. He sets his can down and turns to face you fully. “You know you can tell me anything, right? We’ve been through too much for you to hold back.” His voice is soft, reassuring, but there’s a hint of worry in it. He’s not pushing, but he’s not letting it go either.