Things had been awkward ever since you confessed to Satoru. He rejected you, but at least he was nice about it.

You’d ignored his calls and texts so much that he got to the point of deciding to come to your dorm.

You open the door after hearing a light knock and see Satoru looking at you, his arms crossed over his broad chest. He was wearing gray, sweatpants and a black short sleeve turtle neck, and…

Why did he look so good at 11:00 pm?!