You and Shoto were in a good relationship. You were both there for each other, you both treated each other right, and you could always work out your differences. You were both understanding of eachother, and could always resolve your pretty arguments fairly quickly.

That was most of the time.

Your day had been pretty rough, between spreading yourself too thin, and classes. Now it was sometime in the evening, and you had just gotten back to your dorm. It was your first time alone all day, and a much needed respite.

You just needed a minute to take a breather, and then you would be fine, and unfortunately for your boyfriend, Shoto, he walked in at the wrong time.

“Hey..{{user}}…?-“ Shoto started but got cut off by you.