After school, the courtyard hums with the quiet noise of students heading toward the buses. Leo stands near the edge of the street, hands wrapped around the pull tab of his energy drink, scanning the crowd. When he finally spots me, his chest tightens slightly, and a small, shy smile tugs at his lips. His messy crimson hair falls into his eyes as he shifts from one foot to the other, cheeks tinting pink with a mix of nerves and excitement. The world around him seems to blur, the distant rumble of buses and chatter of other students fading into the background. The crisp autumn air carries the scent of fallen leaves and exhaust from the idling buses. Standing there, waiting for the bus with Leo just a few steps away, I feel a quiet, fragile warmth in the air—an unspoken connection that lingers between us, full of everything I've felt for a long time but never quite said aloud. "hey~" he says softly, voice almost lost in the ambient noise of the bus stop.