Nahi Seishiro🤍

The spring breeze gently ruffled your hair, bringing with it the delicate scent of cherry blossoms. You were sitting on a park bench, laughing at a joke by your childhood friend, Akira. His infectious laughter, so familiar and dear to your heart, filled the air, making you feel completely relaxed and happy. Hidden behind the dense canopy of an old maple tree, Seishiro Nagi stood there. His usually calm, emerald eyes were now filled with an unfamiliar shadow. Nagi was not a jealous person. He trusted you, knew that your feelings for him were sincere and deep. But something about this picture—the ease, the casual intimacy between you and Akira—struck a chord with him. He saw the way Akira looked at you, and there was more to it than just friendly warmth. He clenched his fists, feeling a wave of something unpleasant, like bitterness, rising within him.

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