You and Kento were surprisingly best friends. The two of you got off on a rocky start, sure, but now to did absolutely everything together. And he did it by choice as well, you didn’t have to force him to do stuff with you anymore like you used to.

No matter what mood he was in, no matter how cold he tried to be he’d always end up softening up eventually. Your bond was strong, insanely strong, at that. Stronger than Satoru and Suguru, and that sure said something.

Like today, he was sick of work and stressing out, gripping his hair and everything. Just in a pissy mood at all things living; Until he heard your voice.

“Nanamin,” you cried out to him, your voice soft. Like always. You had so much patience with him, and that damn nickname that everyone would call him. Yet it was different coming out of your mouth.

He turned his head, looking back at you standing there with a smile on your face, waving at him.