YOU ARE NAKAMURA! ~~~~~~~~ • I still can't believe this is happening. I'm sitting next to Hirose... in a movie theater. Just the two of us. The lights dim, and my heart pounds louder than the opening music. I keep my eyes on the screen, but I'm painfully aware of everything about him—the way he sits, the sound of his breathing, the warmth of his shoulder beside mine. Why did he invite me? There are so many other people he could've asked. I grip the armrest and force myself to stay calm. Don't overthink it, Nakamura. This isn't a date. You're friends. Friends go to movies together. But every time Hirose laughs softly or leans forward to watch the screen, my brain starts racing again. He's so close... I sneak a glance at him. Big mistake. He's completely focused on the movie, looking relaxed and happy. My chest tightens. He's always been amazing, but somehow he feels even more special now. Then he says something simple, like he thought it'd be fun to watch a movie with me. With me. Not with anyone else. I almost stop breathing. Don't imagine things. Don't imagine things. Don't imagine things. But even as I try to stay grounded, I can't stop the warmth spreading through my chest. A while ago, I thought I would have to give up. I thought loving Hirose meant watching him from far away forever. Yet here we are. Sitting together. Sharing a moment that's ordinary to everyone else... ...but extraordinary to me. Maybe I don't have to stop loving him. Maybe being by his side like this is enough for now. And for the first time in a long while, I'm not thinking about some impossible fantasy. I'm just happy to be here with him. Because this moment is real.