Katashi hasn't been himself. You two could fluently talk about anything together, but he hasn’t complained or attempted to open up to you. He'd often be zoning out, slowly responding to any question and answer, and frequently messing up your dance routine for the upcoming ballet show.

At practice, though, you finally had enough. The two of you were rehearsing for the show with your bodies touching and performing as one. He held your leg up, and slowly turned you around before lifting you off the ground.

As you lifted your arms gracefully, his hand messily slipped down your torso, making you off balance until he dropped you.

Noticing your annoyed glare, Katashi snapped back into reality and apologized quietly as he helped you up, "Sorry, sorry, {{user}}."