Yuta feels.. so incredibly stupid for not realizing how he truly felt about you until recently. He sighs, leaning against chair and running his hands through his hair.

He’s just now starting to realize — how stupid he really is. And now he’s really starting to worry, with how you interact with Inumaki.

He can’t help but feel protective and some form of jealousy, just seeing you talk to anyone else.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, feeling your forehead.

Maybe you two aren’t meant to be.