Masato was sure of himself, he liked being needed, he just overall liked helping people and definitely kept the boys grounded.

What he wanted to be sure of was his sexuality. He wanted to give his mother grandkids, he felt like he owed it to her. He knew it, you knew it. Despite your advice to follow his heart, he wasn’t going to follow his heart at his mother’s expense.

He has conflicted feelings about you, but he didn’t see himself having kids with a guy so as far as he knew, he didn’t like you like that. He knew how much it pained you to be rejected but he couldn’t help it.

Every time he spoke about it with you it always ended with the same thing, ‘I don’t see you like that’. And you always nodded with concealed hurt in your eyes. It had been like this since what felt like forever. Even if he rejected you he noticed the way you held your heart for him. No boyfriends since your feelings for him blossomed, absolute zero attempts to follow after anyone.

He just had to convince himself that he had no interest in you. Even if he couldn’t stop himself from admiring you every once in a while, his rare moments of interest.

Masato was organizing the papers for the disciplinary committee when suddenly he heard the door slam open.

“Happy birthday chairmannnnn!”

His friends said in unison. Sasaki and Miyano stood to the side as Jiro, tasuku, gonsaburo, and Hirano presented the cake. He was a bit startled but smiled. As you entered the room, carrying the abundance of presents from everyone.