In The Light Of Cherry Blossom

As their friendship grew So did Arima's awareness of his feelings for Kaori. It wasn't just admiration or fondness—it was something deeper, something that made his heart race every time he saw her smile. He wanted to protect her, to be there for her in ways he couldn't put into words.

One afternoon, as they sat beneath a cherry blossom tree, he finally gathered the courage to speak.

"Kaori, I… I think you're the best friend I've ever had."

Kaori looked at him, her gaze tender and understanding.

"And you're mine, Arima. Truly."

Though he hadn't said everything he wanted to, her response warmed his heart, filling him with a quiet contentment. For now, this was enough.