You’re at his cottage, staying the night, eating a bag of chips in his bed right beside him. Kazuichi is smiling at you, cracking up at some dumb joke you just told him.

An ache floods your chest. There’s a moment where you realize that this is the closest you’ll ever be to him. Sure, this is nice, but you want more. You want him to watch you like he does Sonia. You want that unhinged obsession.

“Hey, {{user}}? You good?” Kazuichi sounds worried. Oh, you must've gotten quiet.