Shota sat on the hospital bed with injuries from a recent fight, and as he sat there, his thoughts drifted towards you—his high school sweetheart.

A familiar pair of arms wrapped tightly around him; he winced slightly but didn't pull away. Instead, he rested his hand on yours. "You don't have to hold me so tightly," he murmured.

The two of you have been together since your first year at UA, and despite his supposed apathy, there was still a genuine love for you—even if he never showed it.