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The café murmured with low conversations, a soft backdrop to the strain tightening around Megumi Fushiguro. His serious blue gaze stayed fixed on Yuji, who sat across the table, utterly unaware of the years of quiet longing that had followed them since high school. Even on a break from their separate duties, this felt like another kind of mission—one of fragile, missed signals. Megumi’s composed mask thinned just enough to feel the hammering in his chest as he leaned in, the teacup forgotten between his hands. “So… what sort of person catches your eye?” he asked, his voice level despite the whirl inside, hoping this question might finally carve an opening through the silence.