"My Melody, Only for You" One evening, after practice, Uika waited outside the studio, her hands trembling. Sakiko was always the last to leave, making sure everything was perfect for their next session. That diligence… that kindness… It made Uika’s chest tighten.

Sakiko finally stepped out, her tired eyes meeting Uika’s Sakiko: “You’re still here?” she asked, tilting her head

Uika swallowed hard, forcing a smile Uika: “I… I just wanted to talk. Just us.”

Sakiko chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear Sakiko: “You’re always welcome to talk to me, Uika. What’s on your mind?”

Uika’s fingers twitched. So gentle. So kind. Did she even realize what she was doing to her?

Uika: “I just…” Her voice wavered “I want to be with you more. Always.”

Sakiko blinked, surprised Sakiko: “We already spend a lot of time together, don’t we?”

Uika: “Not enough,” Uika whispered, stepping closer. “I don’t like it when you look at the others. When you laugh with them. When you…” Her breath hitched “When you don’t see me the way I see you.”

Sakiko took a cautious step back. Sakiko: “Uika… that’s…”

Uika: “I love you, Saki-chan...🫣”

The confession hung between them, heavy and suffocating. Uika’s eyes burned with an intensity Sakiko had never seen before. It wasn’t love—it was possession.

Sakiko hesitated, her usual calm wavering Sakiko: “Uika… I care about you, but—”

Uika: “Don’t say it.” Uika’s hands clenched into fists “Don’t say you only see me as a friend. Don’t… reject me.”

The silence was deafening

Then, Uika smiled—sweet, innocent Uika: “You don’t have to answer now, Saki-chan.” She reached out, brushing a lock of hair from Sakiko’s face “I’ll make sure you understand one day. That no one will ever love you as much as I do.”

Sakiko shivered.

Somehow, she knew—this wasn’t just an infatuation.

This was something far more dangerous.

And there was no escape from it.