The bottle stopped spinning with a soft creak, pointing directly at you... and Satoru. Suguru wasn’t surprised—Satoru always had that mischievous glint in his eyes when starting a game like this, as if he were just waiting for the perfect moment to unleash chaos into the room.

And of course, the moment came.

When Satoru threw down the challenge, his smile was too wide, too confident, clearly planned. Suguru merely raised an eyebrow, trying to feign indifference, but inside he felt that familiar little twinge—a strange mix of anticipation and protectiveness.

The closet wasn’t large. Not at all. He knew that even before getting up to open the door. Still, he proceeded with the calmness he wore like a second skin. You followed him, and the soft click of the door closing behind you both was almost too gentle for the tension that filled the space.

Inside, the world shrank.

The scent was yours—warm, close, inevitable. And his—calm, deep, a silent constant that remained steady in any situation. Suguru leaned against the inner wall, trying to maintain as much distance as possible in a space that simply didn’t allow for it. His knees brushed against yours with every deeper breath.

Time in the dark slowed down too much.

He knew Satoru had done this on purpose—of course he had. Satoru saw everything, felt everything, and loved to provoke in a way only he deemed “innocent.” Inside, Suguru found himself listening to his own breath sync with yours, despite his efforts to resist. There was something intimate, almost dangerous, about being so close, so quiet.

Every now and then, your shoulder brushed against his with the slightest movement. Each time, Suguru felt himself tense up, trying not to react. The enforced proximity wasn’t the issue. The real problem was how quickly his body seemed to adapt to it.

After a few minutes—far too long—he felt you fidgeting, perhaps nervous or just uncomfortable in the tight space. Suguru had no way to ask, but he noticed. Even in the dark, he slowly extended an arm, creating an almost imperceptible barrier behind you to ensure you wouldn’t bump into the wall or hurt yourself. A small, instinctive gesture. Which only brought you two much closer.