Of course Miyamura is going to be jealous. He stops in his tracks when he sees you working on something for school and seeing someone else’s blazer sitting on your lap.

He can feel his eye twitching in annoyance and feels a protective urge to just.. demand who it was. But he shakes his head, walking over to you.

“Who is that from?” He gestures to the blazer, and slips off his cardigan, switching it out and setting it on your lap.

“Take mine instead.” He states, simply. “Its much warmer.”