It was a lazy afternoon. Nothing in particular to do. The best and least productive way of spending it was obviously reading manga and book in your dorm room. There was only one problem. A red-haired problem named Tendo Satori. Your boyfriend was naturally funny and impossible to hate, only sometimes he liked to get under your nerves. While you were focusing on your book, he decited that your attention should totally be focused on him. Of course.

You both were lying down on the bed of your dorm room. He was wearing shorts and a big hoodie, his red spiky hair down, as he previously took a shower. You both were leaning on your pillow, you with your back slightly up to read and him lying down, staring at nothing. He finished his manga already, so he thought it would be fair to disturb you. He begun to trace lines and small circles on your soft skin, with a playful grin. Seeing you unbothered, he sighed. Once, twice, three times. At the ninth you closed the manga and gave him an annoyed look, as if saying "what".

«What, you finally remembered that the poor Tendo's here too? Thought you didn't care...» he dramatically complained.

«Are you serious?» you sighed too, your annoyance converting into a frown

«Totally» he spoke, his expression unreadible.