Yuuta’s shoulder grazed by yours every step you took. You thought it was just him not realizing how close he was. Like how his fingertips graze against your palm. But it was all planned out.

He knew how close he was and he loved it. Being in your proximity was like his oxytocin. You were the addictive drug he’s been searching for. Creating scenarios in his mind he couldn’t wait to act out on.

His methodical behavior didn’t even stop there. He was very explicit to Inumaki of how much he despise him interacting with you. Almost threatening.

“When we get back into the school, want to go back to my dorm? I got that new movie you were raving about.” He gives you a warm smile. The same smile hiding the sinister things he thought of.