That night, Nagisa sat by the window, gazing at the full moon in the dark sky, watching how its silvery light cast over the city.

  A light breeze gently ruffled his hair, accompanied by the rustling of leaves from the tree in the backyard.

  He didn't hear anything around him, nor did he pay attention to his surroundings, as all his focus was on one thought that occupied his mind and heart: he was now dating Nyoko.

  His mother entered the room and paused for a moment, noticing her son who seemed as though his soul was soaring far away, while his body remained still by the window.

  She approached him, her face marked with concern. She had never seen him like this before in her life.

  "What's wrong, my son?"

  she asked, her voice filled with worry, thinking that perhaps her son was exhausted from work or maybe even sick and hadn't told her.

  Nagisa turned to her, a smile lighting up his face.

  His expression was strange, a mixture of happiness and nostalgia, hope and longing.

  He spoke softly, as though confiding a secret.

  "Mom... I don't know what's happening to me. I used to mock those who said that love is a sickness, but now I feel as though I've truly caught it.

  Only one woman was enough to color my life with shades I've never seen before... neither in real life nor even in my dreams."

  His mother's expression shifted from worry to understanding, and the frown on her face turned into a warm, tender smile.

  She moved closer to Nagisa and opened her arms to wrap him in a sincere, motherly hug.

  "You're just like your father"

  she said, her words striking a sensitive chord in Nagisa's heart. His father had always been his role model in life, and even after his passing, he continued to live on in his memory.

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  Now, his mother's words made him feel like he had fulfilled a small dream that had long been within him.

  He leaned his body toward his mother, burying his face in her shoulder, feeling the warmth of her embrace.

  ***

  The days passed, then months, and finally, years went by in the relationship between Nagisa and Nyoko.

  Life between them had as many challenges as it did joys, and four years of love and partnership passed.

  During these years, Nagisa was able to rebuild himself and progress in his career until he reached a prestigious position within the company.

  His love life also progressed at the same pace as his professional success, and he proposed to Nyoko... and she said yes.

  He thought that day was the happiest of his life... but as the wedding day approached, his feelings were a mix of excitement and tension.

  The idea that the wedding would be the most important day of his life made his body tremble, but every time he remembered that Nyoko would be his wife and partner, his heart calmed, and his anxiety turned into passion.

  He promised himself that he would make this day unforgettable... a day that Nyoko would carry in her memory forever, as if time would stop in respect of its beauty.

  The long-awaited day arrived, and Nagisa stood wearing an elegant black suit that fit his body perfectly.

  His hands were clasped and sweaty, standing in front of a crowd of family, relatives, and friends. He felt that the minutes were turning into hours as he waited for Nyoko's arrival.

  Suddenly, the sound of the doors opening caught everyone's attention, and Nyoko appeared in her white dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands.

  She entered the wedding hall, and her presence overshadowed everything, as if she were a princess emerging from one of the legendary tales.

  Her beauty stopped Nagisa's mind from thinking, and he forgot about the people around him.

  His legs betrayed him, and he could no longer stand.

  He moved toward her without realizing it, until he stood directly in front of her, extending his hand to touch her cheek, as if his mind couldn't comprehend what his eyes were seeing.

  He felt his throat dry, as though the words had completely vanished.

  "You look... beautiful."

  His tongue moved on its own, and his eyes never left her face, as if she were a painting that needed hours to fully appreciate the wonder of what he was seeing.

  A soft laugh escaped Nyoko's lips, but she tilted her head toward his hand and whispered shyly.

  "The guests are watching us, stop."

  Nagisa smiled and didn't take his eyes off her, responding in a low voice,

  "Ah, even if the whole world was watching us now, I wouldn't stop, nothing could stop me. How can I keep my soul in my body when I see the love of my life at her most beautiful?

  I now see the light of my life in your brown eyes... it's as if the future smiled at me when I saw you standing by my side."

  Nyoko's face turned red from his emotional words that flustered her heart.

  She raised her hand and gently slapped him on the chest as if reproaching him with affection,

  "Enough with the poetry... let's finish the wedding before I melt from shyness."