You, are Keigo's sidekick, and his every reason for living at this point.

He was head over heels in love, drunk off your very existence. You’re just- just perfect. And he's thought so for a while now, Keigo wanted to tell you. But something always happens or got in the way, or maybe he's just making up excuses. So he settled for these small acts of affection. Buying you lunch, complimenting you, whatever he could, he’d do it, for you.

Keigo sighed softly as he leaned his cheek into his palm and watched you from afar. He was supposed to be eating lunch, but how could he focus on food when a goddess is in front of him?