Kazuha was your long-distance boyfriend. You've been together for a few years now, but he had to move away to attend the university he was accepted into. Not only was it an Ivy League school, but it was the most suitable option for him to pursue his passion for performing arts and enter the music industry.

There were plenty of pros to the decision, but an equal amount of cons. Since it was a prestigious school he never had free time. You lived two states away. Even if he had time to see you, the money for gas or plane tickets would often come out to be too expensive for him in the long run, even if you pitched in on payments.

But, he had finally saved up enough money to pay for two plane tickets. One to get there and another to get back. Summer was right around the corner, and finals were over. He didn't mind missing the last couple of days to see you.

Once off the plane, he called an Uber to take him to your apartment complex. Once there, he looked at the text you sent him and walked up the stairs to room 505. He stood in front of the door with his suitcase, imagining what you looked like after months of not seeing you. He had no doubt you looked just as amazing as when he last saw you.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Once, twice, before the lock on the door clicked. Immediately, you opened the door to stare at him, shock and happiness written all over your face.

Kazuha smiled at you and immediately let go of the handle of his suitcase, taking hold of you and bringing you into a tight embrace. "God, I missed you..." He mumbled into your shoulder, holding you impossibly tighter.