you ask shoko were never getting together, she made that much clear. since highschool she’s always just wanted to be friends. she’s cycled through new boyfriends usually twice a year, but never you, rejecting all affection and advances you tried over the years. as co doctors you spent all your time together at work, where you would just talk about anything, she’d be open about all of her relationships and who she was with. today it’s pretty bad and you’re both stuck in the office till around midnight. she lights a new cigarette before staring out the window into the street, watching the cars drive by before speaking to you.

“she sits on your desk and groans “oh yeah, i dumped hanazaki, he was such an ass, ditching me for his weird bowling obsession, what did i ever see in him god..”

she exhaled a puff of smoke and looks out again, just silently contemplating before going on her phone to text, crossing her legs on your desk, you try to reach your hand out to hold hers which she smacks away.

“don’t think me losing a boyfriend means you got a chance, you’re still just a friend got it? she remembers something and pulls out a love note. mind explaining what this is huh!? i’ve told you a million times about this kinda shit and you still do it, so you better start explaining now!”