A Upcoming

The wind was cool on the rooftop as Ryo stood alone, watching the distant city skyline. Sera had left, but her presence still lingered in his mind. She was the first person in years to look at him and truly see something. Not just a classmate, not just another student blending into the background, but something deeper.

It was a rare experience for him. People were predictable, shallow in their curiosity. Most lost interest the moment they realized they couldn't easily define or categorize him. But Sera was different. She wasn't just interested—she was actively analyzing him, trying to decipher the puzzle she believed he was.

That made her a potential problem.

Ryo had spent years perfecting the art of being invisible. He knew how to manipulate perception, how to make people ignore him without realizing they were doing it. But now, for the first time, someone was pulling him into the light.

The question was—why?

He left the rooftop, blending into the flow of students moving through the hallway. If Sera was determined to keep watching him, he had two choices. He could shut her out, force her to lose interest, or… he could play along.

Testing her might be interesting.

For now, he would let her believe she had an advantage.

The next few days passed in a carefully maintained routine. Ryo went to class, kept his interactions minimal, and continued his usual habits. But there was no denying the shift in the air. The whispers had grown. He noticed the subtle glances, the brief moments where conversations paused as he walked past.

It was all because of Sera.

She hadn't spoken to him since their encounter on the rooftop, but she had made sure her interest was known. He saw it in the way she would occasionally glance in his direction, just enough for others to notice. A simple action, but an effective one. It planted the idea that he was someone worth watching.

She was testing him in a different way now, and Ryo recognized the strategy.

People were naturally drawn to the things they didn't understand. By making him a point of curiosity, she was ensuring that others would begin to question his presence too. It was subtle, almost playful, but it was also a challenge.

Sera was trying to see how he would respond.

Ryo remained silent.

At lunch, he avoided the rooftop, knowing she might expect him there. Instead, he found a quiet corner in the library. It was the kind of place no one paid attention to—a forgotten space, perfect for avoiding unnecessary eyes.

But even here, he wasn't alone.

A shadow moved at the edge of his vision.

Sera.

She didn't approach him, didn't say a word. She simply stood at the opposite end of the library, her gaze briefly meeting his before she turned away.

It was a game of patience now.

That was fine.

Ryo was very, very patient.

That night, as he walked home, he replayed everything in his mind. The way the classroom had changed, the way the atmosphere around him had shifted. He needed to decide how far he would let this go. He had planned to stay unnoticed for much longer, but Sera had forced his hand.

He had two options.

Fade back into the background. Or step forward and see what happened next.

The choice was obvious.

The next day, he arrived at school early. He took his usual seat near the window and waited. When Sera entered the classroom, he didn't look at her immediately. Instead, he let the moment pass, allowing her to think he was unaware.

Then, just as she settled into her seat, he shifted slightly and met her gaze.

A single moment of eye contact.

Not avoidance. Not indifference.

Acknowledgment.

It was enough.

He saw it in the way her lips curled into the faintest smirk, in the way her fingers tapped against her desk in silent amusement.

She had set the stage.

Now, it was his turn to move.