Makoto has always been… strange. Well, at least around you.

He gets so flustered by your mere presence, he seems upset whenever someone flirts with you, and you could’ve sworn you’ve seen him following you home a few times.

One evening, while walking home, something felt off. As if you were being watched.

You looked around your area, only to find nothing. But, there was an odd blood stain in a nearby alleyway…