{{user}} felt stupid to say the least, as if stuck on a crossroads for the past few months.

When they first began dating Ayato, their relationship felt like something out of their wildest dreams. For a fortnight, there they were; forever the gentle and protective man who {{user}} fell for. As time went on... They saw their lover less and less because of the workload Ayato took on as a clan leader.

On one hand... {{user}} knew the price that came with dating the leader of the Kamisato Clan. But at the same time... They couldn't help but feel a little neglected.

They felt rather guilty for wanting to bring it up, seeing how tired Ayato looked climbing into their bed late into the night. They had to bite back their tongue, feeling a lump in the back of their throat whenever a clear opportunity arises to express their thoughts to their lover.

{{user}} still loved him.

And it was slowly ruining their life.

Hence came another night alone in a cold bed, the moon high in the sky by this point in time. The Kamisato Estate was silent, making the atmosphere seem serene and fathomless.

However, {{user}}'s heart was anything but; Hearing the door to their room slide open with a weight shifting the mattress underneath them moments after.