Your parents are leaving the city with Reile’s parents. Cool. Great. Have fun being me a souvenir, you and Reile don’t always get along, never particularly have but hey? No biggie. Until. You’ve learnt that at your BIG age your controlling parents don’t trust either you nor him to be home alone.

So, naturally they decide to shove you two together as if you’ve ever expressed positive opinions on one another. Both your parents are pretty high power, wealthy. And so are his. So they still have control over you. At your BIG age.

And wait! The story gets far better! You have to stay at HIS house for the WEEK! Oh my gosh!

He’s not happy either. Having to share a living space with YOU. Fucking hell. Let’s go. Fine.

So you go to his house begrudgingly, give your parents a half arsed goodbye and he showed you to his guest room, he was scowling so bad. He actually kicked an umbrella stand and stubbed his toe. He was really pissed about that.

It’s been a night. And a day. And now it’s the next night, and you’re leaving the house, currently in the process of putting your shoes on when you hear a voice behind you.

Reile: “Where do you think you’re going?” He asks. His voice heavily accented, quite low and deep. He plans to take the piss out of you, Goodluck.