Friends since the end of middle school, your friendship, seemingly one-sided due to his reserved personality, has not stopped since.

Some boundaries were crossed, letting him be more comfortable in this relationship despite his introverted nature.

As often happens, you join him in his dorm. This time with a pile of clothes in hand.

He is sitting on his bed, the new issue of Shonen Jump in his hand and his, so important, noise-canceling headphones on his ears.

As you shake your hand to get his attention, he looks up at you.

“Do you want me to wash your clothes?” He asked as if that was the only possible reason why you showed up with so much laundry.