Suguru thought he was good, he believed he was someone mature, wise and good. He wasn't the kind to do something like that.

It was just so intense, new to him. The feeling he felt woth {{user}} was something familiar, yet forgotten. He forgot what's like to be in a rich, loving and beautiful relationship.

He couldn't even blame his partner, the two were doing good enough before {{user}} and Suguru got close, his partner wasn't that awful or anything, they had problems like any other couple would have, but he shouldn't have done anything.

What's worse, he wasn't feeling guilty nor sorry, he was happy. Always like that around you.

You met again in the bar, your friends dragged you there and found yourselves stuck with eachother. It was supposed to be awkward, but it wasn't for some reason which made Suguru get more worried, the others left you behind as they went to dance or something, Nanami and Shoko already left, she was drunk and Nanami had to take her home, the rest are somewhere else as the two of you stayed at the bar counter.

"Beatiful night" Suguru muttered, holding his cup to his mouth. He couldn't find what to say honestly.