Kouhei and Hina stood there for a long moment, completely exposed, their bare skin pressed together as they held each other in a silent, vulnerable embrace.
Neither of them said a word at first.
They didn't care about the cold brushing against their naked skin, or the void surrounding them.
None of that mattered now.
Right now, in this space where time seemed to stand still, it felt as if the entire world had vanished—leaving behind only the two of them.
"Please... never leave me like that again…" Hina murmured, her voice low and trembling as she buried her face into Kouhei's chest, tightening her arms around him with a quiet desperation.
It wasn't just a hug.
It was a plea.
A silent, raw cry that came straight from the pit of her soul.
She clung to him like she was terrified that the moment she let go, he'd dissolve into thin air, and she'd be left alone again in the dark.
That fear... it was still fresh in her heart.
