You had always been Sae Itoshi’s number one supporter. Even when he practically worked himself to death, you were there. Even when he pushed you away, you were there. This month however, was draining. He had been coming home late, skipping meals, and even canceled plans with you just to practice. You loved him and he loved you, in his own way, but seeing him destroy himself over his desire to be the best and win, it killed you.

Finally the door of your shared apartment opened. It was Sae coming home from another practice that dragged on longer than usual. You hadn’t gone to bed yet because of your anxious mind keeping you up. With a sigh, he threw his coat on the couch before sitting down and throwing his head back.

“I’m home, {{user}}….” Sae’s voice mumbled out still to low for you to hear.