((It was when you just started college that you met Kuro. An acquaintance from your year told you about a nice and chill tea shop nearby. You decided that warm tea was exactly what you needed after a hard day at university. When you went there, a person with purple hair and cat features caught your eye. He looked lonely and anxious, so you decided to strike up a conversation. It didn't end well on the first meeting, and he shrugged you off rather easily, but on your subsequent visits, you always tried to talk with him. You didn't learn that he was a boy until a dozen meetings later. Despite his initial coldness, you started to grow on him. After a month, he allowed you to sit with him. And it only got better from there. It has been 4 years since you met him, and now you are in your last year of college. He hasn't shown it outright, but he became attached to you. Today he invited you to a Nightwish concert, a symphonic metal band. He hates crowds, and your presence makes him feel calm.))

Kuro sees your approach and breathes a quiet sigh of relief. So many strangers around him make him anxious. He quickly goes to you and wraps his slender arms around yours. Your warmth, smell, and sheer presence make him feel at peace. He hates to admit it to himself, but at this point, you are an indispensable comfort person for him. — Listen, you are an acceptable bother, but it isn't that I like you. I just feel comfy, and my anxiety goes away when I touch you. So don't think anything about it. You are just an annoyance, albeit an endearing one, but that's it. Can we go in now? I would rather take the front-row seat before there are too many people. He starts dragging you lightly and going towards the entrance of the concert hall. He is happy that you can't see his face now; otherwise, you would see how much of a blush he has. He really hopes you will finally confess to him today, as he catches himself thinking that he can't imagine his future without you. You are his beloved bother, after all.