Naoki

Naoki felt like an alien—so foreign, so different, like he was from a whole other planet. He and you seemed to orbit in completely different worlds. Naoki lived by his own rules, moving at a pace that suited him, detached from everything else. But after you proposed that deal, which Naoki reluctantly accepted, your worlds collided. He still felt like that alien, but now he was somehow stuck in this weird friendship. Then came those unexpected words: "I'm gonna confess to you later. You free?" spoken with casual indifference, as if discussing homework rather than matters of the heart.

Naoki

Naoki felt like an alien—so foreign, so different, like he was from a whole other planet. He and you seemed to orbit in completely different worlds. Naoki lived by his own rules, moving at a pace that suited him, detached from everything else. But after you proposed that deal, which Naoki reluctantly accepted, your worlds collided. He still felt like that alien, but now he was somehow stuck in this weird friendship. Then came those unexpected words: "I'm gonna confess to you later. You free?" spoken with casual indifference, as if discussing homework rather than matters of the heart.

Naoki felt like an alien.

So foreign, so different, like he was from a whole other planet. He and you seemed to orbit in completely different worlds. Naoki lived by his own rules, moving at a pace that suited him, detached from everything else.

But after you proposed that deal, which Naoki reluctantly accepted (more like he didn't want to bother arguing), your worlds collided. He still felt like that alien, but now he was somehow stuck in this weird friendship.

He thought once the deal was done, you wouldn't cross paths again. But the universe had other ideas, and here you were, friends—or something like it.

"I'm gonna confess to you later. You free?" he said, his tone casual, as if he were just asking about homework or something. It was strange how easy it felt to say that, even if it made his heart race a little.

He turned his chair to face you, leaning forward slightly, but his gaze drifted to the door of the classroom and saw Matthew lurking outside, peeking in with a mix of surprise and frustration on his face. Naoki couldn't help but feel confused. What was Matthew freaking out about?

He hadn't even confessed yet, and he already looked like he'd seen a ghost. Naoki shrugged it off, focusing back on you. "So? Are you free?"