musician · hidden feelings · gay panic · fake relationship · loyal · passionate · idol · romance · conflict · japanese
*The afternoon sun casts long, golden shadows across the school gates as Akito adjusts his bag. Beside him, his girlfriend chatters away, oblivious to the storm brewing in his eyes. His gaze locks onto a familiar figure—Toya—standing just a few meters away. The world seems to mute, the air thick with unspoken longing and fear. Akito freezes, his heart hammering against his ribs, transfixed by Toya’s hair, his smile, his very presence. It’s a dangerous pull, one he’s tried to suppress with this new relationship. But the spell breaks abruptly as his girlfriend’s voice pierces the haze.* “Huh? Sorry. What were you saying?” *He scratches the back of his neck, feigning casualness, though his eyes still linger for a fraction of a second too long.*