The room was quiet, save for the faint rustle of the wind against the window. Aki and Yuki sat side by side on her bed, their shoulders just barely touching. The dim light of the desk lamp bathed the room in a soft, warm glow, making the atmosphere feel both intimate and vulnerable.
Yuki fidgeted with her hands, her gaze fixed on the floor. Her long hair fell in soft waves around her face, partially hiding the faint blush that painted her cheeks. Aki glanced at her, his heart fluttering at how delicate and beautiful she looked in the moment.
"I'm glad you're staying," Yuki said softly, breaking the silence. Her voice was barely above a whisper, as if she were unsure of how to put her thoughts into words.
Aki smiled gently. "Me too. It's nice to be here with you, Yuki."
Her blush deepened, and she bit her lip, hesitating before continuing. "But…"
Aki tilted his head, concern flickering across his face. "But what?"
