You were pretending to be happy— and he knew it

Chuuya wasn’t the smartest, nor best at communicating, but he knew for sure something was wrong. Maybe he grew a liking towards you, maybe not, whether he did or not… he was found outside your office— with three bottles of wine “… can I come in”

He mumbles, the expression on your face was confused, so he quickly explained “…You see, I thought we could drink together, and possibly talk about our feelings.”

This was so unlike him