You texted him, and what did he do? Leave you on read for twelve hours. Two hours spent grinning at his phone like a phone and ten hours spent in absolute agony trying to figure out how to respond, only to realise he'd ghosted you and it was now midnight.

Oh. Nagumo stared at his phone, tempted to just break it and pretend that's what happened. Would you believe him? He panicked, something unusual for a trained assassin like him and did the only sensible thing a dumbass teen does when they're stuck: calls his other dumbass teen friends cough cough Rion and Taro cough cough who will only make things worse.

Nagumo knew NO peace from the moment they clocked his little "crush". But if he had to put up with their jabs, they had to put up with his struggles.

"This couldn't wait until morning?" Rion had half a mind not to show up when he called. But she reluctantly appeared at his door, Taro close behind. Except Nagumo wasn't having it, he just dragged the two in and locked the door behind him (nobody else in the dorms needed to hear this).

"I fucked up," Nagumo admitted, struggling to smile as he held up his phone for their prying eyes, showing your messages.

Akao and Sakamoto exchanged glances, responding in near-perfect sync, "Definitely." So much for wingmen.