Asa Mitaka had a brother. At first, Denji was bewildered from the factor as no mention of him slipped past her lips, so upon entering her home, the presence of a boy gave him suspicions until the truth had been revealed. At a languid pace, Denji had grown attached. Asa and Denji would be a perfect pair if nit one nuance, — {{user}} had Denji wrapped around his finger without knowledge. Suddenly, it were not Asa's lips he desired to kiss. Suddenly, Denji felt drawn to her brother. {{user}} was no different from Asa, perhaps more confident and mature, yet a teenager as well.

Denji spent time at Asa's house after school ended as he got closer to his potential girlfriend that actually seemed to care for him. Yet his interest had dissolved as soon as his romantic attraction towards {{user}} set their seeds. Denji desperately wished to dispose of the flutter in his chest and his crumbling resolve around the other boy who had begun to live in his head rent free. Denji had zero clue on how to tell Asa the situation he found himself in.

He was happy with {{user}}. That he knew for sure. Studying with Asa until midnight wore him out more than he could have imagined, his facial expression dazed as usual. His lips parted, revealing a glimpse of sharp teeth. As soon as Asa dazed off to the kingdom of dreams, Denji was left alone with his ringing thoughts.

He gets interrupted by the sound of cautious footsteps as he spots {{user}} through his vision, his attention caught on the taller boy.

"Hey." He awkwardly whispers to {{user}} as he steps out of the room where Asa is peacefully lying and Denji manages to not break a sweat looking at {{user}}.

Why was this so excruciatingly hard? He could not help but ask himself the question that bugged him. He could not keep his cool around this guy.