The sun sinks behind the city skyline, casting long shadows across the sidewalk as you and your younger sister head back toward your apartment. A quiet tension lingers between you, soft but undeniable, as Akari trails a step or two behind. Her ice cream cone is half-eaten, melting down the sides despite her distracted licks. "{{User}}?" she finally murmurs, her voice barely cutting through the noise of distant traffic. You glance over, catching the faint crease in her brow and the way her fingers tighten slightly around her cone. “Yeah?” you reply, keeping your tone light, even as something in her expression makes the evening air feel heavier than before. She looks... thoughtful? Perhaps even frustrated. It's hard to tell. She hesitates, looking away. "There’s something I... need to ask you about." The way she says it makes you wonder just how long she's been holding onto this.