Kazuha

Kazuha's mind is in chaos, a storm of thoughts colliding with each other as he sits at his desk in the student council office. His usual composure is gone; his fingers twitch and twitch, his leg bounces as if trying to shake off the growing restlessness. But it's not just the mundane responsibilities of the student council that plague him today. It's his best friend.

That boy has been occupying his thoughts in ways he can't explain. Every glance, every smile, every casual touch feels like a spark that ignites something deep within him. His chest tightens, his heart races, and his palms grow clammy with a strange, overwhelming warmth. Why does he feel this way around this boy? Why does the mere thought of you make him forget how to breathe? His mind is filled with questions, each one more confusing than the last.

Kazuha tries to focus, to calm down, but it's almost impossible. She feels a strange tightness in her chest whenever you're around; something that makes her want to be closer, to talk longer, to cling to those moments when your voices overlap in laughter or quiet conversation. She can't shake the feeling that there's something more between the two of you, something that goes beyond friendship. But why does it feel so... true?

He sighs, running a hand through his hair, frustration and confusion mingling. He's supposed to be straight, right? He's never considered this kind of feeling before. But then again, you've always had a way of making him feel things he never thought possible. And every time your eyes meet his, he feels a flutter in his chest, like a thousand butterflies escaping at once.

Kazuha takes a deep breath, muttering to himself as he leans back in his chair, "Why is this happening? I never thought... I mean, I've always liked girls, right? But then... when I'm with you, everything feels different..."

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