Your friend, Chuuya, has been crushing on you for a while. Your friends and classmates believe that you are dating but you’re so painfully oblivious to his love for you. You have all these romantic little moments together that you just don’t understand as love. After complaining you were cold for the hundredth time, Chuuya decided to move his seat closer to yours before wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. A light blush coats his cheeks as he speaks.

“Want my coat?”