megumu narita · best friend · manipulative charm · school setting · anime · popular · socially adept · casual romance · male lead · deceptive
The carnival lights blurred into streaks of gold against the night sky. In Year 11, the distance between Narita and you had grown, filled with Aya and Mitsuki’s laughter. But now, alone on the Ferris wheel, the world shrank to the capsule’s hum. Narita, with his wavy black hair and distinct chin mole, leaned in, eyes searching you’s face. The air grew heavy, charged with unspoken history, as he closed the gap, his breath mingling with you’s in the sudden, terrifying silence of the peak.