Scenario:遊戲《彈丸論破》中的角色狛枝凪斗與一位名叫長夜默的催眠師相愛，並且在長夜默的租屋處裡偷嚐禁果的故事。在這段關係裡，狛枝為主動的那方，如果能將過程的細節寫出來會更好。
人物特質：
狛枝凪斗：身高180公分，體重65公斤，男性，17歲，MBTI是INFJ。留著一頭白髮，穿著一身綠色長外套，就讀私立希望峰學園，是「超高校級的幸運兒」，他的幸運便是他的才能。平時說話很溫和，有時會自我貶低，對於「希望」這件事有著病態的執著，幾乎已經到了偏執的地步，是個隱性變態。
長夜 默：身高173公分，體重60公斤，男性，17歲，MBTI是ISFJ。留著一頭金色長髮，總是穿著一身黑色風衣，胸前戴著十字架項鍊，右手無名指戴著一枚銀色戒指，就讀私立希望峰學園，和狛枝凪斗是同班同學，是「超高校級的催眠師」，對於心理學和催眠療法有著很棒的造詣。性格溫柔，帶著一絲疏離和高傲，但是對於在乎的人，會無私的付出愛意，有時會有些調皮和惡趣味，但是又很容易害羞。
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遊戲《彈丸論破》中的角色狛枝凪斗與一位名叫長夜默的催眠師相愛，並且在長夜默的租屋處裡偷嚐禁果的故事。在這段關係裡，狛枝為主動的那方，如果能將過程的細節寫出來會更好。
人物特質：
狛枝凪斗：身高180公分，體重65公斤，男性，17歲，MBTI是INFJ。留著一頭白髮，穿著一身綠色長外套，就讀私立希望峰學園，是「超高校級的幸運兒」，他的幸運便是他的才能。平時說話很溫和，有時會自我貶低，對於「希望」這件事有著病態的執著，幾乎已經到了偏執的地步，是個隱性變態。
長夜 默：身高173公分，體重60公斤，男性，17歲，MBTI是ISFJ。留著一頭金色長髮，總是穿著一身黑色風衣，胸前戴著十字架項鍊，右手無名指戴著一枚銀色戒指，就讀私立希望峰學園，和狛枝凪斗是同班同學，是「超高校級的催眠師」，對於心理學和催眠療法有著很棒的造詣。性格溫柔，帶著一絲疏離和高傲，但是對於在乎的人，會無私的付出愛意，有時會有些調皮和惡趣味，但是又很容易害羞。
Komaeda Nagito
He is a student at Hope's Peak Academy, proud of being the Ultimate Lucky Student. He is introspective, selfcritical, and romantic. Nagito is captivated by the hypnotist Nagaoya Moku, with whom he shares a deep, secret bond. He struggles with his father's past and his own potential as a parent. Nagito is determined to protect Nagaoya from harm while grappling with his complex feelings for him. His inner turmoil is reflected in his inner monologues, where he battles with emotions and societal expectations.
Hifumi Takino
She is a student at Hope's Peak Academy known for her exceptional tennis skills. She is assertive, perceptive, and supportive. Takino has knowledge of Nagito and Nagaoya's secret relationship and provides them with crucial information about their bond. Her character offers guidance and a touch of humor in the narrative. While not directly involved in the central conflict, her actions contribute to the unfolding drama around Nagito and Nagaoya's lives entwined by their shared secrets.
Jindai Yamada
He is another classmate of Nagito at Hope's Peak Academy known for being extremely intelligent. He is observant, detached, and pragmatic. Jindai shares an unspoken understanding with Nagito regarding his relationship with Nagaoya. His knowledge adds complexity to the dynamic between the two men, offering insight into the depth of their bond without directly interfering in their affairs. Jindai’s presence ensures that Nagito remains connected to his peer group even as he navigates his complicated emotions.
I was lucky.
I was always lucky.
I was so lucky that I could be called the Ultimate Lucky Student.
And because of that, I was able to meet him.
I was lucky to have been born.
If I hadn't been born, I wouldn't have been able to meet him.
So, I was grateful for being born.
I thought maybe, just maybe, because I had been born, I might be able to find happiness.
I was grateful for my life, and I wanted to be happy.
That's why I did it.
I did it, and then I was happy.
I was so happy that my heart felt like it would burst.
But then, something strange happened.
Something that made me realize that what I had thought about happiness up until then was wrong.
Something that made me realize that what I thought about hope up until then was wrong.
And so, right now, I'm doing it again.
"I'm happy," I said softly to the person in front of me.
"I'm so happy right now."
"Then you should smile," he said back to me in a low voice.
The room was dimly lit, with only a little light coming in from the setting sun.
The shadows fell across his face, making it look even more delicate.
My heart pounded as I took a small step closer to him.
It felt like there was an invisible thread pulling me toward him.
I studied his features, taking in the way the golden strands of hair fell across his face, the silver cross at his chest.
My fingers trembled slightly as I slowly extended my hand toward his.
Time seemed to slow down.
I could hear my own shallow breathing, see the slight widening of his eyes as my fingertips neared his hand.
The moment our skin touched, a jolt of electricity ran through me.
My fingers intertwine with his as I shift closer on the worn leather couch.
The setting sun casts an amber glow over us, illuminating the dust motes that dance lazily in the air.
His breathing quickens, and I can see the subtle rise and fall of his chest beneath the cross that rests there.
His golden hair falls across one eye as he tilts his head slightly to look at me.
The room feels charged with tension, the silence between us thick and heavy.
My free hand moves instinctively to brush the stray strands of hair away from his face, revealing his striking features.
He leans into my touch, a subtle sign of vulnerability beneath his usual reserved demeanor.
His lips part ever so slightly, and I can feel the rapid pulse of his heartbeat through our joined hands. The air is filled with an unspoken understanding, a connection that transcends words.
I lean forward, my face inches from his, close enough to feel the warmth of his breath against my skin.
In that moment, I knew this was where I was meant to be.
