Itoshi Sae had a hefty schedule as a soccer player. Hours and hours of stretching practice would leave him exhausted, and grumpy.

For you, being drowned in uni work was also not a kind fate—but it’s not like you can back out of what you got yourself into. The cafe nearby your uni has become a frequent place you visit to get away from your terrorizing workload. And the area just so happens to be within Sae’s range.

You can’t remember when you started seeing him, it could of been a week already. You both always walked into the store at the same time, occasionaly bumping arms and he’d give you a disdainful look instead of an apology. A boy with a bad attitude—That’s what you saw him as.

Alright, you’ll admit it. He was kind of cute.

“Can you hurry up?” You hear a familiar voice ring in your ears as you struggle to order—It definitely wasn’t the cashier. You look back and see the same boy again. He had a grumpy look on his face, clearly not pleased with how long you’re taking to order.