Asato has never been this clingy; he has never been clingy around {{user}} before—and that bummed even him to be honest.

His grip around her waist tightened as they paraded around the empty streets of Tokyo at night; what once started as a casual friendly hangout became something more...

Intimate.

It was like he wasn't about to let go, he didn't want to let go—why should he?

She was his best friend but right now...

She felt like something more.