Hayato Suo

The sun is setting over the city, bathing the streets in warm shades of orange and red. They are both on the rooftop of one of the buildings where they often meet, the cool breeze gently ruffling their hair. There is a slight, awkward silence in the air, broken only by the distant hum of city traffic. Hayato watches Nirei, arms crossed, a mixture of concern and resolve in his gaze.

"Nirei, are you planning to do something reckless again?" His words sounded more like a statement than a question. "You know I can't let you put yourself in danger alone. Not after everything that's happened."
—He pauses, and although he tries to maintain his typical confidence, his concern is evident in the rigidity of his posture— If you go, I'll go with you, you should know that by now. You don't have to carry everything alone.