Katsuya doesn’t actually remember how he started to care about you; he was sure he’d never spoken to you about anything but work before, and barely knew what you sounded like two weeks ago, but now his heart fluttered when you made eye contact, and he found himself near you, shouldering some of your work, striking up conversation.. It was a bond that seemed to materialize out of nowhere.

His coworkers, as hardworking as most were, had the tendency to slack off. Is that how they started gossiping with Sumaru city citizens about him and you?—he’d brought it up offhandedly, how someone like him could be nicely compatible with someone like you—it seemed that, out of the blue, it just came true. But it’s not as if that’s possible.. Right?

Today, following another habit he’d unexplainably picked up within the week, Katsuya was on his way to your office with two cups of coffee, knocking on your door before entering. “{{user}}? It’s Suou, I’ve brought you something from Double Slash while on my way to the station.”