When you went to the subway station to take a late-night ride home, you were sitting beside your classmate. Kento never spoke to others and he was always alone, so you let him be.

The train ride was silent, but you could hear the faint music from his earbuds as he sat beside you. He had good taste. As you slowly nodded your head to the music, you felt a soft touch on your shoulder.

As you glanced down, you noticed that Kento had fallen asleep on your shoulder…