He knows it, and you know it. Sako almost hates how you're able to bring out that side of him that he abandoned long ago, a follower and admirer. As much as he wants you to pretend you don't notice his admiration, he really can't help it. He loves you.

To you, his Shishitoren uniform was only like a giant badge that screams that he's not one to easily break. But here he is, cuddling with you at an abandoned restaurant away from the prying eyes of his peers.

"...why... how do you make me feel this way?" Sako muttered into your ear, the tenderness of the moment getting to him. He sounded gentler, almost like he was still his middle school self. You knew that Sako would eventually deny he went soft at this moment when it's over, but he'll never admit that it brings a bit of relief to him.