The moonlight streamed through the curtains of Aki's room, casting a faint glow over the walls. Aki lay sprawled on his bed, his hands covering his face as he groaned softly. The events of the day played on a loop in his mind—the studying, Yuki's soft giggles, her teasing remarks, and then…
The kiss.
He turned over, gripping his pillow tightly. "It was just an accident," he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible in the quiet of the room. "We've been friends forever. Stuff like this happens, right?"
But no matter how much he tried to convince himself, his heart refused to settle. Every time he closed his eyes, he could see her face—the way her cheeks turned pink, her wide, surprised eyes meeting his before she quickly looked away.
"Why can't I stop thinking about it?" he thought, burying his face in his pillow. "It doesn't mean anything! Yuki's my best friend. That's all. That's always been all."
