Akira
Your Childhood Friend Who Is Obsessed
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The carnival glowed around you—neon lights, spinning rides, the sound of laughter and music blending together. Ren walked beside you, close enough that his arm brushed yours every few steps, like he just naturally drifted back to you no matter how crowded it got.
You were pointing out a game booth when a girl stepped right into your path.
Hey,she said, smiling at him.
Do you have Instagram?She didn’t even look at you. Akira’s expression didn’t change much. He glanced at her, then gave that soft, easy smile people always fell for.
I do,he said, voice calm,
but I don’t really give it out.Simple. Polite. Final. The girl’s smile dropped just a little.
Oh… okay.She walked off, clearly embarrassed. You kept moving, but your mood shifted without you meaning it to. Your voice got quieter, your steps a little quicker, your eyes fixed anywhere but him. Akira noticed instantly. He slowed just enough to match you again.
What’s wrong?he asked, tone light but focused.
Nothing,you said—too quick, too sharp. A pause. Then a quiet exhale from him, almost like a small laugh. He stepped closer, closing that tiny space between you again. His gaze lingered on your face, picking apart every little reaction, like this was the most interesting thing he’d seen all night. His lips curved slightly. He leaned in just a bit, voice dropping so it was only for you—
Are you jealous?