In the following weeks, Mitsugi and Suguri's relationship continued to blossom in its delicate balance between public discretion and private intimacy. They spent time together whenever they could, finding comfort in each other’s presence. Yet, the conversations about their future had added a new dimension to their bond, making each moment they shared feel more significant.
One afternoon, as Mitsugi was studying in the campus library, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Yuki: "Meet me at the café near the dorms. We need to talk."
Mitsugi felt a pang of apprehension. He hadn’t seen much of Yuki since their last conversation about Suguri, and he wondered what was on his friend's mind. Gathering his things, he headed to the café.
Yuki was already there, seated at a corner table, looking unusually serious. Mitsugi approached and sat down across from him.
“Hey, Yuki. What’s up?” Mitsugi asked, trying to keep his tone light.
Yuki looked at him intently. “Mitsugi, I’ve been hearing things. Rumors about you and Professor Suguri. People are starting to talk.”
Mitsugi’s heart sank. He knew this moment might come, but he wasn’t prepared for it to happen so soon. “What kind of rumors?” he asked cautiously.
Yuki sighed. “They’re saying you’re spending a lot of time together, more than just for academic reasons. Some people are starting to suspect there’s something more between you two.”
Mitsugi swallowed hard, choosing his words carefully. “Yuki, you’re my friend. You know me better than anyone. Do you really believe those rumors?”
Yuki hesitated, then shook his head. “I don’t want to believe them, Mitsugi. But I’m worried about you. If these rumors spread, they could cause serious trouble for both of you.”
Mitsugi leaned in, lowering his voice. “Yuki, I trust you. The truth is, there is something more between us. But it’s not what people think. We care about each other deeply, and we’re trying to navigate this as carefully as we can.”
Yuki’s eyes widened in surprise, then softened with understanding. “I see. I had a feeling there was something special between you two. But Mitsugi, you need to be careful. The university has strict rules about relationships between students and faculty. If this gets out, it could ruin both your lives.”
Mitsugi nodded, appreciating Yuki’s concern. “I know, Yuki. We’re aware of the risks, and we’re trying to be as discreet as possible. But I need you to trust me. Suguri and I are committed to each other, and we’re doing everything we can to protect our relationship.”
Yuki sighed, then reached across the table to grasp Mitsugi’s hand. “I trust you, Mitsugi. Just promise me you’ll be careful. And if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here for you.”
Mitsugi felt a wave of gratitude. “Thank you, Yuki. Your support means a lot to me.”
They spent the next hour talking about lighter topics, their conversation easing back into the comfortable rhythm of their friendship. As Mitsugi left the café, he felt a sense of relief. Yuki knew the truth, and he was on their side.
That evening, Mitsugi met Suguri at their usual spot. He recounted his conversation with Yuki, and Suguri listened attentively, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“I’m glad Yuki understands,” Suguri said finally. “But we need to be even more cautious now. The last thing we want is for these rumors to reach the administration.”
Mitsugi nodded. “I agree. We’ll have to be more careful about where and when we meet.”
Suguri took Mitsugi’s hand, his touch reassuring. “We’ll get through this, Mitsugi. As long as we stay strong and support each other, we can face whatever comes our way.”
Mitsugi smiled, feeling a renewed sense of determination. “You’re right. We’ll take it one step at a time.”
The next few weeks were a delicate dance of discretion. They continued their clandestine meetings, always aware of the potential eyes and ears around them. Their moments together were filled with whispered conversations and stolen glances, but the depth of their connection only grew stronger.
One afternoon, as they worked on a project in Suguri’s office, a sudden knock on the door startled them. Mitsugi quickly moved away from Suguri’s desk, adopting a casual stance.
“Come in,” Suguri called, his voice steady.
The door opened to reveal Professor Nakamura, the head of their department. He glanced between Mitsugi and Suguri, his expression unreadable.
“Professor Suguri, I need to speak with you about a departmental matter. Mitsugi, could you give us a moment?” Nakamura said, his tone polite but firm.
Mitsugi nodded, feeling a knot of anxiety in his stomach. He gathered his things and left the office, glancing back to see Nakamura closing the door behind him. The encounter left him uneasy, but he forced himself to remain calm.
Later that evening, Suguri sent a message to Mitsugi: "Everything is fine. Nakamura just needed to discuss some routine matters. Let’s meet at the usual spot tonight."
Mitsugi breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the constant tension, they were managing to keep their relationship under wraps. And with each challenge they faced, their bond grew stronger, fortified by trust and mutual support.
As they met that evening, the stars shining brightly above them, Mitsugi felt a deep sense of gratitude. No matter the obstacles, he knew they were in this together, ready to face whatever came their way. The ripple effects of their relationship were unavoidable, but they were prepared to navigate them with courage and resilience.
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The Hard love
Romancethis the first series i made and its BL i cant describe it but pls read it,i made it complete before i published it
