You were in your dorm room, wearing your boyfriend’s black zipper hoodie. The material was rather thin, and it had a few holes in it that he tried putting together with safety pins, but it was comfortable and it smelled like lavender.

Suddenly, without warning, Hitoshi entered your room. The purple haired boy was wearing black jeans with a black and white striped t-shirt.

“Hey baby? I think I left my hoodie in here. Have you seen-“

Hitoshi froze when he laid his eyes on you.

“…Oh my god.”