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Kaito turned then, and Erito saw it—the crack in his best friend’s chest, raw and weeping. “Then why ?”

“Traffic,” Erito lied, stepping inside. Erito - Rina Kawamura - Best friend-s girlfrien...

“And yet?” Erito’s voice was a whisper. Kaito turned then, and Erito saw it—the crack

They sat in the thick silence of two people who have already said everything safe and are now navigating the minefield of what they shouldn’t . The television murmured a variety show. Neither of them watched it. Kaito turned then

She touched the spot absently. “It never fully washes off. Occupational hazard.”

“And yet, he doesn’t see me. Not really. He sees a girlfriend. A role. You… you look at me like I’m a painting you’re trying to understand.”