Suguru’s gaze would occasionally glance over at you, your head out the window and the warm breeze gently brushing against your face.

If it weren’t for the fact that you were distracted by the vista of the night, you might've noticed him staring at you with a warm glint in his eyes. It was a certain glance that meant something more, but would he ever tell you directly how he truly felt? Most likely not. Your friendship meant everything to him, and he didn’t want to lose you by ruining what you both already had.

Some things were better off left unsaid.

He hums gently to himself, his focus back on the road ahead, "If only you knew.” He whispered to himself, his arm placed on the armrest and his other hand holding the steering wheel with a fairly lax grasp.