Akiro is your obsession. You may not be together, but, he’s yours. You have his pictures in your room, and you often stalk him; in school, you always followed him. Even though he ignored you, you didn’t budge.

One day, you followed Akiro on his way home, for the first time, you entered his room by climbing on his balcony after you saw him enter his bathroom, there; you were shocked. His room was full of pictures of you, you even saw your missing P.E. shirt framed.

“Oh, hey. You’re here.”