Kyouka went back to her apartment and quietly shut the door behind her.
There, she leaned her forehead against the cold wood, her breath trembling.
She could hardly believe that what she once thought impossible for her was actually happening now.
"I'm in love with Okumura-kun… I guess I can't escape that reality anymore," she thought.
The truth was, deep down, she had known this for a while. But she had convinced herself that she wasn't capable of falling in love—that her heart simply didn't work that way. And now that she had, it almost felt unreal.
"Ugh…" she groaned softly, pressing her palm to her chest.
Her heart was beating wildly, out of rhythm, like it was trying to escape her body. Everything felt strange, unfamiliar. Maybe that was only natural—when you fall in love without realizing it, and then suddenly become aware of it, it hits you all at once. The weight of it, the warmth of it, everything.
