It was a typical day at school, and once again, you found yourself in detention. The reason? The girls who wouldn't stop flirting with Eita Otoya, her boyfriend, were starting to affect his patience.

You entered the detention room with a sigh, tossing your backpack onto one of the empty desks. Eita was already there, sitting at the back of the room, with his head resting in his hands. He looked at you with a mix of regret and concern.

“Sorry about that,” he mumbled as you sat down next to him.

“It’s not your fault,” you replied, even though you knew, in a way, it was. "But these girls need to understand that you're with me."

Eita sighed. "I know. And I try to make that clear, but it seems like the more I say it, the more they ignore it."

You crossed your arms, looking at the door as if you could strike down any of the girls who walked through it. "If I catch one more of them trying to grab you, I swear I won't just end up in detention."

Eita chuckled, and the sound relieved some of his frustration. "You're amazing, you know that?"