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Megumi Fushiguro and Y/N have always been something. Not friends, not lovers—just somewhere painfully in between. They've almost kissed more times than either of them can count. Almost confessed. Almost admitted that the late-night phone calls, lingering touches, and stolen glances mean something more. Almost. But neither of them ever takes the final step. Y/N gets tired of waiting. She starts pulling away, convinced that Megumi will never feel the same way she does. And Megumi, too stubborn and afraid to tell her the truth, lets her. What neither of them realizes is that they've both been waiting for the other to make the first move. Sometimes, almost is worse than never.