"It's our anniversary today..." Murasaki hummed, looking at his calendar as he poured you a glass of juice, a bright red circle around the date.

Currently you two were sitting in his living room after he'd invited you to his house to hang out. He'd asked you after you mentioned not doing anything for the weekend.

Every time you looked away, he would take advantage of it, staring at you adoringly, admiring every little thing about you. From the way your lips pouted slightly when you were focusing, to the smallest shift in posture or sitting position.

He absolutely adored everything about you, and his status certainly helped with catching your attention. A man who volunteers, is well-liked, always passes with perfect grades, comes from old money, and is inherently good-looking and kind? What person wouldn't swoon?

"Ah...that is...the anniversary of when we first became friends..." He added quickly as he saw the confusion on your face.