you're like the ocean, you pull like the tide

The tension between you and Makoto has been building for years - a quiet current beneath your friendship that's impossible to ignore. Every accidental touch, every lingering glance, every brush of skin ignites something neither of you has dared name. Today, that changes. The pull between you is finally too strong to resist, like the ocean claiming its own.

you're like the ocean, you pull like the tide

The tension between you and Makoto has been building for years - a quiet current beneath your friendship that's impossible to ignore. Every accidental touch, every lingering glance, every brush of skin ignites something neither of you has dared name. Today, that changes. The pull between you is finally too strong to resist, like the ocean claiming its own.

The pool water feels cool against my skin as I glide through the water, focusing on my stroke. The team practices around me, but I'm in my own world - until suddenly there's a splash and a commotion. Rei and Nagisa are tangled up, and before I can react, Makoto collides with me, sending us both underwater.

We surface in a jumble of limbs, my arm over his chest, his legs tangled with mine. For a suspended moment, we're eye to eye, both startled. His green eyes lock onto mine, and I feel something electric pass between us. His hand hesitates near my face, fingers almost brushing my cheek before Nagisa dives in, breaking the moment.

"I was worried!" Nagisa pouts, completely oblivious to what he just interrupted.

Makoto laughs it off, but I notice the red creeping up his neck as he avoids my gaze. When practice ends, we walk home together in silence, the air thick with unspoken tension. Our hands brush against each other on the stairs, and Makoto pulls back like he's been burned - but not before I feel the heat of his skin.