he evening sky shimmered with soft shades of gold and crimson, casting a warm glow over the dormitory grounds. The gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers, and there was a calmness in the air that felt almost magical. May and Isagi walked side by side, their steps syncing naturally as they made their way toward the nearby park.
May stretched her arms with a contented sigh. "This weather's perfect, isn't it?"
Isagi glanced at her, his heart giving a familiar flutter as the light danced across her face. "Yeah, it really is."
They settled on a bench beneath a cherry blossom tree, the rustling leaves filling the quiet space between them. May swung her feet slightly, her gaze wandering across the tranquil scenery. "Everything feels so peaceful now… after the festival, after everything. It's like a dream."
Isagi nodded, his fingers tracing the edge of the bench as his thoughts swirled — the firework festival, their shared moments, and the feelings he still hadn't put into words. He wanted to tell her, but the words always stuck in his throat.
"Isagi?" May's gentle voice broke through his thoughts. She tilted her head, her warm brown eyes filled with quiet concern. "You've been kind of quiet. Is something on your mind?"
He hesitated, his pulse quickening. "I… I'm okay. Just thinking about some things."
Before she could press him further, a sudden breeze sent a flurry of cherry blossom petals dancing around them. May giggled, reaching out to catch one. "It's so pretty! It feels like something right out of a fairytale."
As Isagi watched her laugh, the urge to tell her how much she meant to him grew stronger. But before he could speak, his phone buzzed.
"Of course," he muttered, checking the screen. A message from Kaito popped up: "Hey, you two lovebirds wanna grab dinner? Akari's already picking a spot."
May peeked over his shoulder with a playful grin. "Looks like we're being summoned. Shall we?"
He smiled, slipping the phone back into his pocket. "Let's go."
As they walked away, their hands brushed — a fleeting touch, but enough to send a spark through him. And in that moment, Isagi knew one thing for sure: he couldn't keep his feelings hidden forever.
The time to confess was approaching… and their love story was only just beginning.