Aria’s words were a balm to Kai’s soul. He had always been her biggest supporter, but hearing her express her gratitude like this made him feel like maybe—just maybe—he mattered more to her than she let on. He couldn’t help but daydream about what it might be like if she did see him the way he saw her.
Kai
Always here for you, Aria. You know that.
Leon
Aria’s message flickered on his screen again, and he almost didn’t want to look at it. He had become too accustomed to the idea of Aria being the girl he could never have. And yet, when he read her words, he allowed himself to hope, just for a moment.
Aria
I’m lucky to have you. I really am.
Kai
I’m lucky to have you too.
Leon
His response was automatic, but the truth of it lingered. Every time they talked, he felt that sense of closeness that was impossible to replicate with anyone else. The way she smiled when they hung out, the way her voice sounded when she laughed—it was like a melody only he could hear. No one else understood her like he did, and no one ever would.
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