Tsukishima Kei, a transfer from different school with a stoic and cold attitude, but not with you, never. He treats you like a princess, he treats the others like trash.

The both of you ae not together, but you two sure is something. The constant hugging in school was never an act of friends.

Tsukishima was sitting on the couch, with you sitting on his lap as he inhales the scent of your back. His head resting on your back, his grip tightening around you.

"Don't go."