Tonight was the night that Shinjiro was going to cut it off. That's what he had told himself, at least.

He's not sure how he ended up being coerced into his own room. Well, coerced was a strong word. He wanted to be here, yes. But he was supposed to be cutting this whole thing off. Not listening to soft little "I love you"s from soft little lips that he most definitely wishes he could kiss.

"Look- for the last time, you shouldn't be in here. Just back out, I won't hold it against you."