“Sorry,” he says, “I shouldn’t be here.” Yoichi doesn’t move off of you though, melting into your embrace. It’s selfish to come to you for comforting after breaking up with you. He can’t help himself, though.

He hides his expression against your shoulder. Being in your arms is like returning home. When was the last time he’d seen you? He can’t remember. He’s been focused on soccer, it’s why he’d broken up with you. He couldn’t afford any distractions.