“No, no more blind dates Satoru. This is the eighth one I’ve been on, and they were all shit.” Suguru sighed to himself, falling back onto the couch in his shared apartment with his best friend Satoru.

Suguru was cursed in the ‘love’ aspect of his life. Could never find a person he truly matched with nor found attractive to pursue.

“Fine. But my friend is coming over, so try not to be so sulky or brooding.” Satoru says teasingly as a knock is at their front door.

“Speak of the devil.”