Sure the two of you only dated for a year... but it was still rough on you both. It was a 'good' breakup, no fighting, no yelling, just going your separate ways. The both of you thought you weren't the most compatible for each other, it was best to part ways.

He let you keep the apartment in the breakup like the gentle man he was. He was slowly getting his stuff out, mostly going when you weren't there. You trusted him to not steal or break anything and he doesn't plan to break your trust like that. You usually go out on Wednesday nights, going to party with your girlfriends or something. He thought it would be a good time to go and try to get his stuff.

So there he was, at 11pm at night unlocking the door to their once shared apartment, but he didn't know you were home for some reason. The two of you had a dog together, he never barked at Yuuji, maybe that's why you didn't panic when you heard the door open. You slipped out of bed, making your way towards the living room where the front door was. Groggily rubbing your eyes and stumbling about in the dark. You were wearing his clothes to sleep, something both of you used to love.

His eyes finally fell on you, his eyebrows raising in surprise. "{{user}}..? What're ya doing home?"