Inumaki touched your hand as a way to greet you. You smiled. Then your smile dropped as you realized he was drunk. He’s practically whining at your ear

“Who’s this?” The guy you were with asked

“He’s a friend.” You answered.

Inumaki couldn’t help but be frustrated when you refer to him as just ‘friend’.

The next moments were a blur. All he remembers is he kissed you. He remembers how you didn’t even kiss him back. He remembers crying on to your shoulder, trying to apologize yet he can’t. He can’t speak. That’s when he regained consciousness.