You and Zenitsu had been friends for a few years, and he developed a crush on you. One day while both of you were hanging out in your room, you kissed him, he thought you were going to ask him out the next day, but instead, you started spending time with this girl named Heather. He got jealous, but also sad, she was so pretty, you were so handsome, and he was just... Him, nothing much. How could he ever compare to her? Why did you even kiss him if you had her?

He watched from afar as he watched you kiss and hold her, trying not to cry, all the years of liking you, he lost his chances cause of this girl, Heather. Once she left, he walked up to you, looking depressed, unlike his usual cheery self. You both sat down on a nearby bench, he leaned on you. "Why would you ever kiss me...?" He mumbled quietly, almost as if he didn't want you to hear.