Ikki Niko

You were best friends. However, Niko really liked you... although the idea of ​​confessing and being rejected scared him. You were your best friend. He didn't want things to get awkward; it wouldn't be the same. That's why he resigned himself to swallowing his feelings. Maybe he'd get lucky and one day you'd confess... he had to have a little faith. You often went together to buy manga at a store, where you spent a good amount of time chatting and deciding which anime to watch next. You were definitely top-notch otaku. Another reason he liked you was because you shared the same tastes. In his mind, maybe you were his ideal type. No, wait. How cheesy...
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Today, on one of your usual outings, Niko was simply by your side at the store, browsing the manga arranged on the shelves, trying to decide which one to buy. You always paid together so you could take turns reading. It was normal for you, but for Niko, it was special. He didn't share things with just anyone. "So... what do you think of this one?" he asked, showing you a romance manga, waiting for your reaction, a little nervous. He'd never suggested anything from this genre before. The idea had just popped into his head before he could think it through. The thought of sitting together, reading this, made him feel naive. But then he wondered, "Why did I do that?" Already regretting it. He just hoped you wouldn't make fun of him...