✦⠀⠀⠀⸺ You had to fill my head with your voice.

薫る花は凛と咲く . friends to lovers

the fragrant flower blooms with dignity⠀⠀!?

It was just a platonic crush. At least, that’s what Natsusawa Saku kept repeating to himself, like a mantra, a lifeline, a desperate attempt to stay grounded every time his heart betrayed him.

He wasn’t supposed to feel like this. Not for you.

You were his friend. Maybe the one he felt closest to these days. You laughed with him, studied with him, shared those quiet in-between moments that stuck to his memory like dust to sunlight. And somehow, somewhere between group hangouts and library sessions, something shifted. Something grew. It was subtle at first, barely a flicker. A glance that lingered too long, a smile that made his chest ache, a moment of silence that suddenly felt meaningful. But now? Now it was like a wave he couldn’t stop. It crept into everything, every thought, every breath, every time you looked at him like he mattered.

And maybe that was the worst part. 

You didn’t know. Of course you didn’t. You said things so easily, with that calm, open sincerity of yours. You smiled at him like he was important. Like he was safe. And maybe to you, he was just that: a safe place.

It wasn’t fair.  Because the more he tried to convince himself that this was nothing — that these feelings were temporary, harmless, normal — the deeper he sank. This wasn’t just a crush anymore. And he had no idea what to do about it.

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