As soon as they entered the room and the door clicked shut behind them, Gon turned sharply, his eyes locked onto the other person with an intensity that made the air feel heavier.
"We have to talk about this," he said, his voice steady but carrying a weight that couldn't be ignored. "About us."
"Us?" Ana asked, her voice quiet but filled with uncertainty. She lifted her head, her eyes searching Gon's face for clarity.
The word lingered between them, echoing slightly in the stillness of the room.
Her brows furrowed slightly as she studied him.
Gon swallowed, his jaw tightening for a brief moment before he nodded. "Yeah. Us," he repeated, his voice firmer this time.
His eyes, unwavering, held hers, refusing to let her look away. "I need to make somethings clear".
He didn't go to the bed. Instead, he walked past it, his steps slow but deliberate, and made his way to the desk.