Rin's POV
"Hey, you still like Leo, right, Keira?"
At least… that's what I wanted to ask.
But the words stuck in my throat. I couldn't bring myself to say them out loud.
Because pretending it doesn't bother me is already hard enough.
Watching her fumble and blush, smiling at the smallest things I do—it's dangerous. Not because it's bad, but because I can't tell if those moments are just mine. Or if she'd shine the same way for someone else. For Leo.
It shouldn't matter to me.
And yet it does.
I told myself it was one-sided, that I was just imagining things. But the more time I spend with her, the harder it is to believe that. She looks at me sometimes like I'm more than just the "loser" she always calls me.
So no, it doesn't feel one-sided. Not completely.
"Heehee, loser. Are you hungry? Let's go call the others."
"…Yeah, sure."
