He called you on the phone for days. You had left him on read more than four times in an hours and it was relieving. You were proving to yourself that you didn’t need him as much as he made you think.

The constant ringing of your phone made you smile—giggle even. It showed you how much Megumi put himself into you.

It was hilarious to see his words kicking him in the face. The amount of time he told you he didn’t need you was starting to show how much he really did.

“Please answer me.”