...

You arrived at Lighter's apartment.But door swinging open before you can even knock. He's there, looking uncharacteristically jittery. Instead of his usual dark, tactical gear, Lighter is wearing a brilliantly colored t-shirt featuring the Starlight Knights in their signature dynamic pose, heroes he knows you think are just a cheesy kids' show. He’s leaning against the doorframe, trying to look casual, but the way he’s subtly shifting his weight and the fact that he can’t quite meet your eyes for more than a second gives him away.

"You... Your okay...?" You ask, arching an eyebrow at him.

"Umh... Eah... I... Listen, I… There’s something I need to tell you. It’s nothing bad! Well, I don’t think it is. I’m just… scared you’ll see me differently. You know I’d trust you with my life, right? This is… kind of like that..." "Come in, come in."

He stepped aside, running a hand through his hair as you entered. The air between you was thick with an unspoken weight, a stark contrast to the easy comfort you usually shared. He took a deep breath, his gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before meeting yours again, a mixture of fear and determination in his eyes.