They say love will eventually fade away—so if that’s true, why are you still in love with your best friend of eight years: haruchiyo? He’s completely oblivious to it all.

Hell, it may even be one-sided considering the fact he doesn’t even have a soft spot for you—or so you think. Here you are, a drunk sobbing mess. You’re sprawled out on his couch with your head on his lap.

“Why’d you drink so much?” He scowls and lets out a disgruntled sigh as he moves the hair from your face.