Finally, I have finally thought of an idea for KanaDia. They are my otp for Sunshine so I knew a fic would come for them eventually. One important thing to note is that I am using the School Idol Diary personalities. I was really intrigued by Kanan's POV and highly recommend reading them if you haven't yet. So, this story is not tagged as angst (I know, shock, horror) because it really is just about how Dia falls in love with Kanan. I've been thinking about the idea of "sparks" compared to a "slow burn" love lately. With all of KanaDia's interactions within all LL media, I really feel like their love would be a slow burn, in comparison to Kanan and Mari's instant spark. Sooo, without further ado, I hope you enjoy reading!

I will never forget the night Mari left.

It was the first time I ever saw you cry. Throughout our childhood, it was always you protecting everyone from harm. Patching up bruised knees and providing your famous hugs. You were the epitome of sunshine. We had known each other for so long and spent our whole lives growing up together. We had spent countless hours around one another and yet, I had never seen you so vulnerable. You held it together. You were doing so well, but as soon as her helicopter was out of sight, you broke. You broke and I didn't know what to do. We never developed that intimate bond. The bond that you and Mari shared. We had known each other for longer but the first time you met Mari, I could see sparks lighting up in your eyes. I didn't understand what it meant at that time but I knew it was something rare. You were both inseparable.

In all honesty, Mari was our bridge. We had only ever been 'normal' friends. We grew up together, went to school together, interacted a few times and that was it. Mari was always the one who encouraged all of us to hang out. If it wasn't for her, my interactions with you would be that of an acquaintance. Mari and I were close friends but every time I was alone with you, it felt like there was an invisible barrier between us. I never understood or even wanted to know why it felt that way. We all got along and that was enough for me.

As I watched you sob, all I could do was stand beside you. My hand attempted to reach out and comfort you but it was in vain. Affection wasn't my strong suit and we weren't even emotionally close. You stood on the pier for what felt like hours and although I couldn't provide physical comfort, I remained by your side.

I remember the look you gave me as I spoke your name.

It broke me.

My body moved on its own and my arms lunged out towards you, wrapping you into my embrace. We may not have been close friends. We may not have shared the same bond like yours and Mari's. But seeing you like this made my heart feel so incredibly sad.

It took me a while to realise what this feeling was. I always thought love was meant to be an intense spark, an instant knowing, an instant connection.

Love was what you and Mari had.

So as I walked you home on that night, I started thinking about how we would interact without our bridge. Would we act like we always had? Would we drift apart? Would the invisible wall between us grow even larger?

I was lost in those thoughts until we reached your house. I saw you wiping your tears away and knew it was because you didn't want your Grandpa to see you this upset. Even during a time as painful as this, you still put those closest to you first. You turned and gave me a smile. Your eyes were closed and you were still hurting. Yet, I knew your smile was genuine. I had known you for so long but I never really 'knew' you.

That night was the beginning of seeing the real you.

Kanan.

That night was the beginning of my blossoming love for you.