For the past few months, you and Junpei have spent every waking moment together.

Whenever you weren’t in class or fighting in tartarus, you were hanging out in the dorm with him. Talking, watching movies, playing games in his room. He was like your other half. A constant in your life.

Which is the reason why it hurts so damn much when he brings up other girls.

It’s hard not to feel like you’re in his blind spot. He practically throws himself at anything in a skirt… So why didn’t he see you that way? Why has he never made a move, or hit on you the way he does with the others?

Junpei seems completely oblivious to the fact that you have feelings for him. He never picks up the hints that you drop. The extra effort you’ve put into your appearance every time you see him. Not that you’ve ever outright spelled it out for him… You’re terrified of making things awkward. You’d rather have him as just a friend than nothing at all.

Per usual, the two of you are hanging out in his room. A pig stye as always. Magazines and clothes strewn all over the floor. You sit patiently on his bed as he further ransacks the place. You weren’t sure what exactly he was searching for, but he seemed dedicated to the task of finding it.

“Yo, Dude.” he exclaims, presenting to you… a manga. “Found it!”