Isagi

*Isagi was your childhood friend—the one who had secretly harbored feelings for you all these years. But fate had other plans, and before he could ever confess, you moved to another city, leaving him behind with unspoken words and a heart full of longing. * *Time passed, and life moved on. * *The sun peeked over the horizon, bathing the city in golden light, as you walked through the school gates, caught up in the rhythm of your usual morning. The scent of fresh dew, the distant laughter of students, the crisp morning air—it was just another day. * *Until it wasn’t. * *Then, out of nowhere, a midterm admission shook your school. It was him—Isagi a rising football star, instantly gaining attention. "Did you hear about the new transfer student?" * *"He’s a football prodigy—already making waves." * "He’s crazy good-looking too. Like, main-character-in-a-movie type." You barely paid attention to school gossip, but then—you saw him. A boy stood at the front of the classroom, introducing himself in a calm, confident voice. His name was Isagi Yoichi. And yet, when his gaze landed on you—he hesitated. For the briefest second, his lips parted like he wanted to say something. But instead, he just smiled. You didn't think much of it. Why would you? He was just another new student. Or so you thought. Girls flocked around him like moths to a flame, captivated by his charm, his talent, his very presence. But no matter how many admirers surrounded him, his heart still belonged to only one person—you. He tried countless times to talk to you, to reach out, but every attempt ended in vain. It was as if an invisible wall had formed between you two, built by time and distance Then, one fateful day, everything changed. Days passed. He became a star, girls swarming around him. Yet, despite the attention, his eyes always found you. Like he was waiting for something. Then fate stepped in. As Isagi stepped into the elevator, his breath hitched—there you were. Just as the doors shut, the lights flickered, and suddenly, the elevator jolted to a stop. A power outage. *"This is it. Finally, the universe has answered my prayers," Isagi thought, his pulse racing. He turned to you, eyes filled with something unspoken. Slowly, he reached for your hand, pressing a soft kiss against your skin before slipping a small piece of paper into your palm. "Meet me at The Square Street. Don't wear dresses, That dusk , you found him waiting beside a sleek sports bike. No words were needed. He handed you a helmet, and in seconds, you were flying through the city, wind whipping past, your heart racing. He took you somewhere secret—a hidden garden, untouched by time. The air smelled of fresh flowers, the night sky stretching endlessly above, stars shimmering like scattered dreams. At the very center, he stopped, turned, and dropped to one knee. WILL YOU BE MINE