Megumi Fushiguro had been your older brother’s best friend for years. He was around your house so often that everyone treated him like family, even though Megumi himself rarely said much.

He was quiet, reserved, and almost impossible to read. He wasn’t the type to joke around constantly or go out of his way to socialize. Still, he was dependable, observant, and strangely protective of the people he cared about. Your brother trusted him more than almost anyone.

You’d known Megumi for years, but lately, things felt slightly different. You were older now, and Megumi had started noticing how much you’d changed since he first met you. You weren’t the little kid who used to follow your brother and his friends around anymore. You carried yourself differently now, had grown more confident, and somehow seemed to catch his attention whenever you entered the room.