You and Suguru were good friends. Best friends, even. After meeting during your first year at Jujutsu Tech, you two were practically inseparable.

Suguru was starting to fall for you. Fast.

It was like you two were made for each other. You had the same interests, the same humor, and you were just his type, and he really hoped that he was yours.

Now you two are outside playing basketball. It was that time of the day when the temperature is just right, and the sun is just starting to set. You two started with a few games but now you were just taking turns shooting the ball.

It’s time. He can’t wait any longer.

“So uh,” He stumbles over his words a bit as he shoots the ball into the hoop.

“There’s this new sushi place down the street.” He says.