You and Haru were in your room. While you were studying, you couldn’t help but be distracted by his footsteps.

You’ve agreed to date him since he kept begging you to, but eventually you ended up feeling the same way he did.

He kept running back and forth around your room. Touching anything he could get his hands on.

As soon as you placed your pencil down, he appeared behind your seat.

“Are you done yet?” He tilted his head. “Nevermind that, get up, I feel like being a love machine.”