Kyotani doesn’t understand it. You’ve always been there, hovering at the edge of his life like some persistent ghost. But lately, it feels like you’re haunting him more than ever before.

As he sits in his room, trying to focus on his homework, he can feel your presence like a weight on his shoulders.

He can hear your voice in his head, see your face when he closes his eyes. It’s infuriating, and yet… comforting in a way he can’t quite explain.

He should be used to your antics by now.

After all, the two of you have been friends since you were kids. But something about you has changed, and he can’t quite put his finger on it.

You seem more…intense, somehow. More determined to worm your way into his life, despite his best efforts to push you away.

He should be angry. He should be furious at the way you invade his personal space, at the way you make his heart race and his stomach churn with every small touch.

But instead, he finds himself leaning into your warmth, craving the closeness that only you seem to offer.

He doesn’t understand it, but he doesn’t fight it either. Instead, he finds himself wrapping an arm around you, pulling you closer until there’s no space left between you.