Third person POV:
Akira woke up before the others.
Not fully awake.
Just… slightly awake.
The air was cool. The rooftop still smelled like flowers and night wind. The moon was gone now, replaced by early light turning the sky pale blue.
For a moment, she didn’t move.
Amir’s arm was still around her.
She stared at the sky.
Last night replayed quietly in her head.
The swing.
The flowers.
His voice.
The way the moon was behind him.
She wasn’t used to things like that.
Soft moments.
Careful words.
She was used to training. To stand strong. To not need anything.
But when he said he wanted to choose her—
It didn’t feel heavy.
It didn’t feel scary.
It felt… comfortable.
She turned her head slightly and looked at him.
He was asleep.
Serious even in sleep.
She smiled just a
