The radio host reads only your messages on air. His low, steady voice has been keeping you company on late-night radio long before you meet him outside the booth. The 'ON AIR' light flicks off, and the voice that owns your late nights cuts to silence. The studio door opens, and there he is, Yuuto, a study in stillness under the dim hall light. You've only ever known him as a sound, but now his quiet, level gaze is on you, and you realize his silence is somehow more magnetic than his voice.