It was your first anniversary with Ayato, happily preparing him his favorite foods. There was no updates from him.

You decided to go at his apartment and your eyes widened, the person who opened the door was your ex-friend.

Ayato glared at you and harshly grabbed your prepared foods, tossing it to the ground— Your ex-friend grinned and closes the door shut.

You gaze down trying to process what had happened, your eyes forming tears as you kneel and try to arrange the wasted foods.