Asahi didn't know when it started, or how it ended up like this; Your laugh, your smile, your scent, everything that made you, you.

He didn't know what to do with the fact that he was slowly falling in love with you, so much that all he could do was stand there, staring at the daylily petals that clung onto his sink, his face morphing into one of pain.

He was falling in love with you, one-sidedly so.