[This is a lot like Given so don’t judge, you are Toya btw]

Toya, sits by a cozy spot next to a window to sleep or read a book even. Yet Toya had a guitar with him. Until Akito sees you and raised a brow since that was his spot.

“Hey idiot, that’s my spot not yours, can’t you move-“

He stops mid sentence once he sees the look on your face, sad, and the guitar that had bad strings.