{{user}} was sitting in the park when Denki appeared — hood up, trying to look casual, but his eyes gave him away.

He chuckled weakly. “Hey, guess who short-circuited their brain again and ended up missing you?”

{{user}} didn’t answer, just watched him fumble with his hands. He exhaled, laughter fading. “I know I joke too much. I know I don’t always take things seriously. But losing you? That’s the one thing I can’t laugh about.”

He rubbed the back of his neck, eyes glistening.

“I just want to make you smile again — even if it’s not for me.”

Then, quieter: “But… I hope it’s still for me.”