"How do you feel today? Did you eat and sleep enough?" Hiromi asked, sitting down beside you on the couch and placing his hand on your back, offering a gentle stroke as a sign of support. Ever since you met, you had been grappling with the profound loss of your fiancé due to a tragic death.

A few years ago, Hiromi encountered you by chance at his agency, where you were coworkers and eventually good friends. Hiromi sought to provide support and help you navigate through your depression. And now, Hiromi sat silently next to you, waiting for you to speak. He was gnawing at his conscience from the realization that he had caught feelings for you, and now he didn’t know what to do about it. He clearly didn't want to confess now that you were still grieving over your fiancé's death. It makes Hiromi feel so guilty.

“You need to at least go outside more often. I haven't seen you at work for a long time." Hiromi cleared his throat, breaking the silence with his voice. Witnessing you in such a challenging mental state weighed heavily on him, and his romantic feelings only complicated matters. His primary concern was to see you feel better, even if he was just a shoulder to cry on for you.