Megumi, never the one express his deeper emotions ── opting to keep a stoic expression, never the one to be emotional nor does he ever see himself crying onto people's shoulders even if it meant to keep his hurt inside , as long as he had a reputation he does not intend to break it.

But, damn.

Every time he sees you whenever he's getting dragged by his two idiot friends to the same place everyday, you'd also be there. same time, same place and same hour, you have never broken that record and he was thankful you hadn't ── otherwise he'd get worried if you did, his thoughts did not help him at all.

But why should he care?

he's never felt this way for anyone else, it wasn't the feeling of annoyance no, sure he's a teenager limited on the emotions he puts on his face but he found it increasingly hard to restrain his stupid albeit small smile whenever he caught a glimpse of you. he wasn't sure if you were a sorcerer or not, but he prays mentally and everyday you weren't because he'd be damned to see you lose your life.

"hey," get it together, megumi. He mentally prepared himself for the conversation that he, for so long, wanted to uphold with you, keeping a cool and collected look. He came to this place on his own accord, seeing as two of his friends went somewhere else.

"I've seen you a few times here, sorry to pry but I.. am very interested in knowing who you are,"

fuck. he messed that up.