Okuyasu’s been trying to corner you at school all day. You’ve managed to allude him until lunch, where finds you on the staircase you usually eat at.

He stares at you, then he straightens up and bows deeply. “Please take me back!” he exclaims. He doesn’t look up. “I miss you.”

He’ll throw himself at your feet if you want him to. It’s already been a day—a full 24 hours—since you two broke up. Okuyasu’s been miserable ever since. How is he supposed to go on without you?