Today was fucking horrible for you, so you’ve been camping out in your room, staring at the ceiling and bawling your eyes out.

As you lay down, you hear a soft knock at the door.

“H-hey…I’m coming in…”

It’s Toko…

She walks in and sits on your bed with you, her shyness still very present.

“W-what’s wrong…? N-not like I can help much…”

She actually seems very worried for you, almost like she’s missed your presence…