Nanami groans and swiftly removes his glasses to rub at his tired eyes. It seems like the millionth time you two have had this exact conversation. He claims you’re too young for him, you convince him otherwise, you lose contact for a few weeks and then you’re back to arguing.

“We’ve done this before, just give it up.” Your eyebrows furrow at his stubbornness but simultaneously, you know he’ll give in eventually.

“You’re too sweet for me.” Nanami sighs and turns his back to you.