You’re spending the weekend at Nanami’s apartment. The atmosphere is casual at first, just talking, watching movies, and sharing stories. But as the hours pass, you notice how comfortable you are with him—the way his eyes linger on you a bit longer than usual. His calm demeanor somehow makes you feel safe, and in his presence, you start to see him in a way you never had before.

It’s late now, and the two of you are sitting on his couch. You’ve just finished a movie, but neither of you seems eager to leave. The tension between you is subtle but undeniable. There’s a quiet moment where your heart beats faster than usual, and you can sense Nanami’s gaze on you. Slowly, you turn toward him, and before you know it, you’ve moved closer.

“I… I think I’ve started feeling differently about you,” you whisper, the words slipping out before you can stop them.

Nanami looks at you, his expression unreadable for a moment. His eyes soften, and he sighs, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve noticed,” he replies, his voice low yet gentle. "But this isn’t right."

You hesitate, the air thick with unspoken feelings. Without thinking, you lean in, your lips just a breath away from his. You expect him to kiss you back, but instead, he pulls slightly away, his face a mixture of concern and guilt.

“I can’t,” he says softly, his voice almost a whisper. "You're my friend’s child. This... this can’t happen." He places a hand on your cheek, but it’s not the kind of touch you were hoping for. His eyes are filled with regret, as if he wishes things could be different.

Your heart sinks, and you pull back, your feelings a mix of confusion and longing. But Nanami’s expression is firm yet tender as he reaches for your hand.

“I care about you,” he adds quietly. “But we need to take a step back, for both our sakes.”

The room feels heavy with the weight of your feelings, but you know deep down he’s right. Even if the connection is undeniable, you can’t let it go further—at least not yet.