Togame Jo hummed softly as he tied his shoes, glancing at the small note tucked into your bag. “Don’t forget your umbrella today. Love you.”

At breakfast, he poured your favorite cereal just the way you liked it, a tiny smile playing on his lips as he watched you from across the table.

Later, on your walk home, he fell a step behind, pretending to scroll on his phone, but every so often he peeked, making sure you were safe. When a sudden drizzle started, he didn’t hesitate—he opened his umbrella, holding it just right so you wouldn’t get wet.

That evening, he quietly placed a steaming mug of cocoa on your desk. No words were needed. His love was in every gesture, in every thoughtful detail, and it wrapped around you like a warm, invisible hug.