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Over the next two years, the incident between Ronin and Toman faded into a distant memory as everyone graduated from Mizo High and moved on with their lives. Mitsuya found himself increasingly drawn to his passion for fashion design, dedicating countless hours to perfecting his craft and even starting his own small line of clothing. His designs began to gain recognition, and he was more determined than ever to make a name for himself in the fashion industry.

Kana, on the other hand, channeled her energy into volunteering at a local martial arts dojo. Her dedication and hard work paid off as she honed her skills and developed a deeper understanding of martial arts. She dreamt of one day opening her own dojo, a place where she could share her love for the discipline and help others find their own strength and confidence.

As their paths continued, the bonds they had formed at Mizo High remained strong, and they supported each other from afar, each pursuing their dreams with the same determination and spirit that had carried them through their high school years.

Kana and Mitsuya also maintained their relationship throughout this time, their bond only growing deeper with each passing day.

Despite their hectic schedules, they always made it a priority to spend time together when they could. Whether it was a quiet dinner at home or a weekend getaway, they valued every moment they had together.

Their relationship had strengthened over the years, and they had learned to trust and rely on each other in ways they never had before. They were a team, supporting and encouraging each other in their respective fields. No matter how far apart they were or how busy their lives got, their connection remained strong.

They also found joy in sharing their achievements with each other. Mitsuya would show Kana his latest designs, and she'd offer her opinions and critiques, providing an honest yet loving perspective. Kana would share her experiences at the dojo, and he'd listen intently, asking questions and offering words of support.

Their relationship was built on a foundation of years of mutual respect and understanding. There did come some times where they didn't always agree with each other, and they had their share of disagreements, but they always worked through them with patience and communication. The two of them knew each other inside out, from their strengths to their weaknesses, and they accepted each other for who they were, warts and all.

They also made sure to make time for fun and relaxation together. They'd have movie nights with a bowl of popcorn, go for long walks in the park, or simply lounge around in each other's company. These moments of carefree fun were just as important to them as their more serious conversations.

As the years passed, Kana and Mitsuya's relationship only grew stronger. The foundation they had built during their time as friends had evolved into something deeper and more profound. They had weathered storms and celebrated triumphs together, and their bond was all the stronger for it.

Their love for each other was no longer a subtle, tentative thing. It was a declaration to the world, a declaration that they were each other's partner in every sense of the word.

They had learned to understand and anticipate each other's needs, to be each other's support system in ways they never had been before. They knew each other's body language, their expressions, their silences, as if they were extensions of their own selves.

The two also found comfort in the smaller, mundane moments. The way his hand would find hers in the middle of the night, the way she would curl up on his chest without even thinking about it, the way they could sit together without saying a word and still feel utterly content.

Their love was no longer just about passion or desire —although those things were certainly present—it was about respect and trust, about knowing that no matter what life threw at them, they would face it together.

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