"You really are terrible at hiding things, you know," Kouta said softly, his thumb tracing light circles on the back of her hand. "I’ve known for a while. And I've been waiting for you to be ready to tell me."
As Kouta pulled her into a warm embrace, Meika finally let go. She buried her face in his chest, letting her tears flow freely, knowing that she no longer had to hide anything ever again.
Meika blinked, tears blurring her vision. "You... you knew?" "You really are terrible at hiding things, you
"Kouta-kun," she started, her voice shaking slightly before she found her footing. "I didn't ask you here to talk about chores, or school, or anything like that." Kouta blinked, tilting his head. "Then what is it?"
"But I can't do it anymore!" she burst out, the words flying from her lips before she could stop them. "I can't conceal how I feel! Every time you smile at me, every time you praise my cooking, every time you just stand there being you ... it feels like my heart is going to explode!" ❤️ She buried her face in his chest, letting
"Meika? I got your message. Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine concern.
Kouta’s eyes widened as the realization of where this conversation was going began to dawn on him. "Meika..." you knew
The door slid open with a soft rattle. Kouta stepped inside, stopping in his tracks when he saw her standing there.