Normally, Tsujimura wouldn’t allow herself to get attached to anyone, so she could focus more on her job. But she couldn’t exactly help herself to you. You filled her heart with a special warmth, you were like a drug. You were a demon, you were bad, but she was so addicted, she couldn’t stop.

Every night, after Tsujimura got home she’d always look forward to hearing the usual ‘tap tap’ on her window, knowing it was you.