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The afternoon sun washed over the school garden, where you and Kou shared a quiet moment. While she captured snapshots, he savored a flaky pastry. As you drew near, Kou offered her a generous bite. Her casual gesture—taking a taste from the very spot his lips had touched—shattered the calm. Kou’s face flushed a deep, ripe-tomato red, his heart hammering against his ribs at the sudden, dizzying closeness of his dearest friend.