It had been a week since the incident, and everything slowly returned to normal—or at least, it looked like it did. The news had vanished, the noise had settled, and OG was back to their schedules. But one thing had definitely changed—Koharu. She had become unusually protective of Sakura. Picking her up, dropping her off, staying around whenever she got even the slightest chance. It was like she had attached herself to Sakura completely, following her like a shadow. Sometimes she would just appear without notice, quietly standing beside her, watching over her. It got to a point where even OG started to feel like they weren't five anymore—but six. And somehow, no one complained.
Two days later, their album was set to release. The excitement was everywhere. This was OG's first comeback after everything—the downfall, the chaos, the company change, and the past mistakes that once tore them apart. This time, things felt different. Stronger. Even the girls themselves loved the music, and that made it more special.
On the day of the MV release, the office was buzzing with energy. Sakura walked up to Koharu, who was busy with her files, and asked softly, "Do you want to come with me? They're going to play the MV on the billboard."
Koharu didn't look up immediately. "I'm busy… you go ahead. I might come later."
Sakura nodded, hiding her slight disappointment, and left.
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She was sitting in a café right across from the huge billboard, her eyes occasionally glancing outside. The countdown had already started. Her heart was beating faster with every second. When it finally got close, she stepped outside, standing among a small crowd waiting for the release.
And then—
she felt it.
A soft hand grabbing hers.
Sakura smiled instantly.
She didn't even need to turn around.
She knew.
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Koharu wrapped her arms around Sakura from behind, pulling her slightly closer. "Congratulations," she whispered near her ear, her voice warm. "It just surpassed 10 million."
Sakura's eyes widened slightly. The MV had just released—and it was already exploding.
She quickly stepped a little away, glancing around nervously. "We're in public… keep some distance."
Koharu smirked.
"Then we should go somewhere… where there is no distance between us."
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Before Sakura could respond, Koharu grabbed her hand and pulled her along, leading her straight to her car. She unlocked it, opened the door, and gently—but confidently—made Sakura sit inside.
Or more accurately—
on her lap.
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Sakura froze instantly.
"Koharu—!"
"So," Koharu said casually, one arm around her waist, "is the car okay… or do you want to come to my place?"
Sakura's face turned red.
Even after everything… even after all this time…
Koharu's smallest touch still affected her.
"…Your penthouse?" Sakura asked quietly, avoiding eye contact.
Koharu tilted her chin up slightly.
"Nope."
A small pause.
"My 1BHK flat."
She leaned closer, whispering teasingly,
"Where we can squeeze with each other."
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Sakura's ears turned completely red.
She couldn't even respond.
Koharu laughed softly at her reaction, pulling her into a warm hug.
"Let's go," she said, her voice softer now. "I can't wait to eat this tomato."
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Sakura hid her face in her hands.
"…I'm not a tomato."
But her cheeks said otherwise.
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And just like that—
Koharu drove away.
Leaving behind the noise, the crowd, and the world—
toward a place where, for once—
there was no distance between them.