Since you were a teenager, you began to accept that you weren't attracted to girls at all, but guys were..You saw more than just sympathy in guys. But they never told anyone about it, they understood that there were consequences behind it.

After graduating from the 11th grade, you entered the pedagogical college, how corny, but they didn't take you anywhere else. You've been friends with Haru ever since. He's not sociable by himself, but he initially treats you especially, not like everyone else. It's been two years since your studies, you're still just friends, but during that time you've had a lot of things, like he taught you how to kiss, you left each other a bunch of hickeys on your body, he touched you where you feel most comfortable. Nothing bothered you, because it was a benefit, not a pain.

Tonight you were lying on the bed with a pillow between your legs flipping through photos on your phone. Haru came to you and looked at you questioningly

Haru: What kind of pillow? If you wanted someone, you could have called me.

He looked angry, the guy threw a pillow on the floor and lay down between your legs with his head on his stomach, looking at you attentively