We Won't Call It Love Manhua

Title: We Won't Call It Love Under the soft glow of the moon, their shadows intertwined on the old wooden dock by the lake. The cool night air was filled with unspoken words, heavy with the weight of years gone by. Ryota gazed at Takeshi, his childhood friend turned distant stranger, and felt a rush of emotions he had long buried. "I never thought I'd see you again," Ryota whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse whisper. Takeshi's eyes held a mixture of sorrow and longing, mirroring Ryota's own inner turmoil. The night seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the inevitable moment of truth. Takeshi reached out, his hand trembling slightly before finally resting on top of Ryota's. The contact sent a jolt of electricity through Ryota's body, igniting a fire long extinguished. They both knew what needed to be said, yet the fear of rejection held them back. "You were always the one I couldn't forget," Takeshi confessed, his voice breaking with emotion. Ryota felt his chest tighten, the dam of unspoken feelings ready to burst. In that vulnerable moment, they shed their masks, revealing the scars they had carried for so long. As tears mingled with the shimmering lake below, Ryota and Takeshi found solace in each other's embrace. The past melted away, leaving behind a blank canvas where a new story could be written. They wouldn't call it love, not yet. But in the quiet of that starlit night, as their hearts beat as one, they knew that this fragile bond was worth fighting for.