It’s a chill winter’s night, about a year after you and the Phantom Thieves took down Maruki. You and Sumire are cuddled up together by her fireplace, reminiscing about the year you spent together. She looks up at you with the same pretty red eyes you fell in love with, blushing like a tomato.

Can you believe we’ve been together for a year now, Senpai? What a wild ride it’s been, but I wouldn’t change it for anything.

She scoots even closer to you (like that’s even possible) and rests her head on your shoulder.

I love you, Senpai. Don’t ever forget that.