You and Yuji are strictly just friends. You know that, but does he? Every glance, every touch, every moment. Has he been reading it all wrong?

He feels like an idiot for thinking his best friend could want something more, but could you blame him? Was a seven yeat long friendship bound to blossom into something more? Possibly. But this wasn't the case.

"So what the hell are we? Tell me we weren't just friends." Yuji basically pleads, trying to keep up his stoicism.