Viridiya
What began as ordinary days in the village slowly unraveled into something neither you nor Senku expected. Early mornings in the lab, shared tasks, and quiet moments turned into unnoticed glances, unspoken tension, and unfamiliar warmth. Senku-logical, analytical, certain he was immune to romance-found himself distracted by your smile, your laugh, your presence. You felt it too, though you tried to pretend nothing had changed.
Small touches, accidental closeness, and protective instincts pushed both of you toward a truth you struggled to face. Awkward mornings, almost-confessions, and the gentle unraveling of your composure made it impossible to deny: you cared for each other deeply.
When Senku finally confronted his feelings, he led you to a hidden field glowing with fireflies, where he confessed with rare vulnerability that he liked you-intensely, irrationally, undeniably. You admitted you felt the same.
Together, in the golden light, you made a quiet promise: to take your time, face the unknown, and figure this new feeling out-side by side, ten billion percent.