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"Nagisa!"

Tomoya pushed open the backstage door and roared her name.

The room was in chaos, with several drama club members huddled together, frantically trying to make a move.

He rushed over and pushed through the crowd.

Then, he saw it.

Furukawa Nagisa was not lying lifeless on the ground as he had imagined.

She was pale and weak, sitting back in her chair, clutching the script she had revised countless times, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

"Okazaki-kun?"

Seeing Tomoya's murderous expression, Nagisa smiled in surprise and a little embarrassed.

"I'm fine, just a little tired. I'll be fine after a short rest."

Nothing.

These two words seemed to possess a magical power, instantly draining the tension from Tomoya's entire body.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But it felt like there was a wad of cotton stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say a single word.

He could only stand there, panting heavily, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

The tense atmosphere backstage eased for a moment because of Tomoya's intrusion.

The president of the drama club breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and was about to say a few words of comfort.

A sharp voice, filled with jealousy and resentment, rang out at this inopportune moment.

"Hey, haven't you guys finished acting?"

Everyone looked over at the sound.

The originally slated male lead of the play, a boy with fairly good looks, was now blushing and staring intently at Okazaki Tomoya with the eyes of someone looking at an enemy.

In recent days, all the limelight has been stolen by this suddenly appearing delinquent.

The admiring glances he used to take for granted from his female classmates were now unabashedly fixed on that guy named Okazaki Tomoya.

Fujibayashi Kyou openly confronted Sakagami Tomoyo for his sake.

Now, even Nagisa Furukawa, whom he has secretly loved for a long time, seems to have a close relationship with him.

On what grounds?

What makes this good-for-nothing who can only fight so good?

The flames of jealousy consumed the last vestige of his reason.

He slammed the prop sword in his hand to the ground with a piercing sound.

"Whoever wants to be the main character can have it!"

He pointed at Tomoya, then at Nagisa, who looked completely bewildered, and roared hysterically.

"I don't want to be someone else's stepping stone anymore! Go find him to act! Let this heartthrob act!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the backstage area without looking back, leaving the room in silence.

The play is about to begin.

The male lead ran away.

Everyone present knew this very well.

This means that the efforts of Nagisa Furukawa and everyone in the drama club over the past few months will be in vain at the last minute.

"What should we do?"

A girl asked, her voice trembling with tears.

The president's face instantly lost all color, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Despair spread like a tide.

And the center of this tide is the ancient riverbank.

She looked at the prop sword that had been thrown to the ground, her eyes gradually dimming.

The dream of rebuilding the drama club, and the hard-won performance.

Is this how it all is going to end?

Large tears finally slid uncontrollably from her eyes.

She didn't cry out loud, but silently shed tears. Her helpless and broken appearance made everyone present feel heartbroken.

It was like a needle, piercing deeply into Okazaki Tomoya's heart.

All eyes turned to him without prior arrangement.

There were pleas, there were expectations, there was a last hope.

Tomoya's gaze, however, was fixed on Nagisa.

As he looked at her tear-streaked face, countless images flashed uncontrollably through his mind.

On the cherry blossom slope, there was that clumsy girl who hesitated because she didn't know what her favorite food was.

In the empty classroom, a petite figure stubbornly displays a drama club recruitment poster.

In the clubroom under the setting sun, I cheered myself up, quietly reciting the strong profile of the dumpling.

He had always felt that getting involved with her was the most troublesome thing in the world.

But only now did he realize...

He didn't know when it started, but this troublesome girl had already brightened up his dark, monotonous, and boring world.

He didn't want to see her cry anymore.

Tomoya subconsciously tried to raise his right shoulder, the shoulder that once held his basketball dreams.

He felt the familiar stinging sensation and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Then, with his intact left hand, he bent down and picked up the script from the ground.

His movements were steady and firm.

He walked up to Nagisa and gently wiped away the tears on her face with the script.

In the girl's surprised, confused, yet hopeful gaze.

He spoke slowly, in a tone so earnest that even he himself felt unfamiliar with it.

"Don't cry."

"I'll do it."

……

In a corner of the audience.

Fujibayashi An and Sakagami Tomoyo sat side by side.

They frowned as they watched the spotlight suddenly dim, plunging the stage into brief darkness, and listened to the commotion around them.

"Something happened?"

Xing said in a low voice.

Tomoyo's gaze was sharp, fixed on the side curtain of the stage.

The next second, when the spotlight came on again, illuminating the familiar figure walking onto the stage.

Everyone present was instantly stunned.

Tomoyo's pupils contracted slightly.

Xing's mouth dropped open in astonishment.

They looked at Tomoya under the spotlight. He was no longer that delinquent who disliked trouble.

His eyes were focused and resolute, and he radiated an indescribable light.

It's a kind of awareness that's willing to give up everything for someone or something.

At that moment, both Tomoyo and An felt a complex mix of emotions.

It wasn't jealousy or resentment, but a strange sense of relief.

The boy they liked, the boy who seemed indifferent to everything, finally found what he truly wanted to protect.

That radiance does not belong to them.

The play begins.

Tomoya poured his true feelings into the performance without reservation.

He wasn't just reciting lines; he was telling his own story.

Every gaze he gave, every pause he made, resonated perfectly with Nagisa on the other side of the stage.

He brought the character to life, and even more so, he brought himself to life.

As the plot reaches its climax, the protagonist in the drama needs to say words of farewell to the girl.

Looking at Nagisa, whose eyes were filled with tears, Tomoya took a deep breath and threw away the lines in the script.

Under the gaze of millions of viewers, he uttered that heartfelt confession in a voice that was almost a whisper, yet incredibly clear.

"Because before you came into my life, my world... was gray."

boom!

This sentence, transmitted via live broadcast, precisely struck the heart of every viewer.

The comments section went completely crazy.

【Aaaaaah! This isn't acting! He's not acting at all!】

This is a genuine outpouring of emotion! This is Tomoya Okazaki's confession of the century! I'm going crazy!

[Tomoyo Party members, gather on the rooftop! Don't pull me up, I'll jump first as a sign of respect. I accept defeat wholeheartedly.]

[The fans of the Anzu shipper are crying in the bathroom, but they have to admit, at this moment, he was truly dazzling; he belongs only to Nagisa Furukawa.]

The performance has ended.

The audience erupted in thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.

Backstage, the noise seemed to be shut out.

Nagisa tugged at the hem of Tomoya's sleeve as he was about to leave silently.

She lowered her head, summoning all the courage in her body, her voice as soft as a feather.

"Okazaki-san, the story has ended, but can't we leave it unfinished?"

Tomoya turned around and looked at the girl in front of him, whose face was flushed but who was incredibly persistent.

A gentle smile appeared on his face, which was usually averse to trouble.

He didn't speak, but simply nodded firmly.

Then, he reached out and gently yet firmly took her hand.

The warmth of my palm answered all the questions.

......

That night, the entire internet was completely dominated by one topic.

#TomoyaOkazaki's historic confession#

That impromptu confession was edited into countless short videos, accompanied by various background music, and spread wildly, becoming the best confession template of the year in the hearts of many.

Previously fiercely divided political factions have now strangely harmonized, posting under the topic.

"I lost, but I accept it wholeheartedly. A toast to love!"

......

Tencent Animation's meeting room.

The meeting room was deathly silent.

After a long while, Wang Hao finally found his voice. He forced himself to remain calm and spoke to his team, whose faces had turned ashen.

"It's nothing more than a sensationalist tactic; the hype will only last. Truly good works rely on consistent and stable sweetness. Just wait and see, they won't go far."

His voice sounded weak, even to himself.

.....

At the healing animation company.

Shen Qingyue hugged the tablet and cried uncontrollably, her voice trembling with emotion.

"This is the pinnacle, isn't it? The perfect ending, right?"

Su Bai smiled.

"This is the most perfect ending to the first season."

He glanced at the system interface, and a brand new notification quietly lit up.

[Ding! Your work has been detected as guiding a large-scale rational restraint of emotions, promoting inclusivity and growth within the group.]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the third celestial gem: the Light of Growth.]

【Radiant Orb: 3/12】

Su Bai's gaze seemed to pierce through the screen, landing on the boy who had just taken the girl's hand.

He knew that this was just the sweetest appetizer offered to the whole world.

The real show is far from over.