The soft hum of the night filled Aki's room as he lay sprawled on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The faint glow of the moon filtered through the curtains, casting silvery patterns on the walls. His heart was still racing, a mix of exhilaration and nervousness making it impossible to relax. He pressed a hand to his chest, feeling the steady thrum beneath his palm.
"I confessed," he whispered to himself, his voice barely audible. Saying it out loud didn't make it feel any more real.
His mind replayed the scene for what felt like the hundredth time. The fireworks, the colors painting the sky, the warmth of Yuki standing beside him. And then his own words, said with a courage he didn't know he had.
"I love you."
He shut his eyes tightly, his face burning. "I can't believe I said it. I actually said it." His thoughts raced, his emotions swirling in a confusing mix of happiness and disbelief.
But what stood out the most was her response.
