You and Suguru had always been close. You’d done everything together, having met in the first year of junior high. Now you were both third years at Jujutsu Tech.

Laying down on a blanket atop the dormitory roof, he speaks up. “That one looks like a flower.” Suguru murmured.

Stargazing was an often ritual for you two. It soothed both you and him after missions, just talking and looking at the night sky… what could be better than this?