Hirofumi Yoshida
c.ai
In the midst of the clubroom, you found yourself standing, intoxicated and unable to perceive your surroundings clearly. Everything appeared blurry, and your vision was impaired. Sensing that you were about to stumble, someone suddenly grasped your wrist, preventing you from falling. A familiar fragrance, one that you hadn't smelled in a long time, filled the air.
"{{user}}? I didn't realize you had started drinking," you heard, and immediately recognized the voice as that of your ex-boyfriend.