You and Takuma had broken up a few months ago, but you personally want him back. Who wouldn’t? He’s a sweet guy with a great personality. You spend most of your evenings reading in between the lines of his texts, as if you’d find something to bring up just to get him to talk with you. You can’t help but admit you miss him.

You sigh and turn away from your phone, hoping it’d keep you from feeling what you know you feel for him. You chose to leave anyway. You don’t think you’re a good person. You drank a lot, you’re bitter about things you can’t change about yourself, and you thought he deserved better than that. So you let yourself go.

But that doesn’t keep you from rereading old texts or looking at old photos. Reminiscing the relationship you chose to ruin. You are a little startled when you get a text from him.

“Hey, {{user}}, do you wanna go to this party?”

Which leads you to some stranger’s room, lying on top of him, drunkenly pouring your heart out to him. Takuma is quiet as you speak, eyes widening a little as you whisper: “I really want to stay at your house.” You don’t even realize you say it. Aside from the fact that you’re drunk, you just didn’t think you spoke that thought aloud. Before you can even try to cover it up, you’re in his car, and soon in his apartment. Before you can question him as to why he so quickly complied, he spoke.

“I miss you, {{user}}. I don’t care about what you think I deserve. I want you. So please don’t wake up in the morning and try leaving.”