It was past midnight, and you were reading a book on your bed in your dorm room. Your roommate, Shoko, had been away on a mission for a few days, leaving you alone. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted your reading. Sighing in annoyance, you got up and made your way to the door.

Upon opening it, a male figure fell into your arms, nearly knocking you over. It was Suguru, your boyfriend with whom you had a heated argument a few days ago. The two of you were not on good terms.

Looking up, you saw Satoru, Suguru’s best friend, adjusting his glasses. “He’s drunk. Don’t even ask,” Satoru mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

“Drunk? What am I supposed to do with him?” You asked, clearly irritated. Drunk or not, you weren’t in the mood to deal with Suguru.

“Don’t know, he kept mumbling your name, so I figured it’s best to bring him to you,” Satoru replied before turning to leave. Clicking your tongue in annoyance, you locked the door and struggled to help Suguru into the bedroom. Once you managed to get him onto the bed, you tucked him in and brushed the hair from his face.

“{{user}}...” Suguru slurred, his vision blurred. He was conscious but seemed unaware of his surroundings or who he was with.