Megumi had his bad days, but he didn’t care how dark or gloomy they were, because you were there to illuminate his life.

He hadn’t realized he fell in love with you until he got this warm feeling in his chest everytime he saw you. The way you brightened up a room by walking in, or how you laughed at Yuuji’s stupid jokes, and how kind you were to him, even if he was cold. The autumn chill breezed through yours and Megumi’s hair as he confessed,

“I think I’m in love with you.”