There’s no way.

Kento stiffened, nearly breaking his glass of champagne in half as he caught sight of his ex across the venue. Of all the places they could have been, it had to be here, at a friend’s wedding? Granted, it was a mutual friend, but still. It had been almost four months since they separated, yet Kento hadn’t stopped thinking about his ex the entire time. It was stupid—he’d been the one to request their break up, so why did seeing his ex across the room make his heart stir?