Yuuta screen was covered in tears as he replayed the last voicemail you left for him.

‘Call me when you get this. We need to talk. Just forget it. By the time you get this, your number might be blocked.’

Yuuta knew he wasn’t the best person to date. His past with having connections and relationships with people were never the best.

He was under the assumption that he was doing good with you. How did he ruin it? “{{user}}…” He squeezes his phone before leaving his dorm, heading to your place.