I love you. I'm sorry. Manhua

Kouta sat on the park bench, heart pounding, waiting for Haruto to arrive. The autumn leaves danced in the gentle breeze, mirroring the swirl of emotions in Kouta's chest. When Haruto finally appeared, a nervous smile gracing his lips, Kouta felt a rush of both fear and excitement. As they walked together, the silence between them grew heavy with unspoken words. Kouta stole glances at Haruto, his resolve wavering with each step. Finally, they reached a secluded spot by the lake, the setting sun painting the sky in hues of pink and orange. Taking a deep breath, Kouta turned to face Haruto, his heart in his throat. In a rush of emotion, he confessed his love, his voice barely above a whisper. Haruto's eyes widened in surprise, then softened with a warmth that melted Kouta's fears away. "I've been waiting to hear those words from you, Kouta," Haruto said, his voice filled with emotion. And then, he took Kouta's hands in his own, sealing their unspoken confession with a promise of love and acceptance. In that moment, as they stood bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, Kouta felt a weight lift off his shoulders. The years of hidden feelings and suppressed emotions faded into the background, leaving only love and hope in their wake. And as they stood there, hand in hand, watching the sun dip below the horizon, Kouta knew that their journey was only beginning. With Haruto by his side, he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and happiness, knowing that their love would only continue to grow stronger with each passing day.