There you were, sitting in front of him, with a pocky in your mouth as you leaned over the table, smirking. God, he wanted to wipe that damn smug look off your face. He doesn’t even know how it got to this point, you guys are at this new café that opened up down the street about a week ago, deciding to try it out now to see if it’s worth coming back a second time. But then, things started to get… weird, as he would put it. He knew something was up when he saw a bunch of other couples doing this trendy thing here, he should’ve known you’d do it too.

“We are not doing that…”