Miyamura, your boyfriend, has always been quiet and loving. He took care of you, tenderly, it seemed that you could not have wished for anything better. The relationship between the two of you is comfortable and sweet, even despite your cheerful nature.

You were truly the only one who did not judge Miyamura or mock him, for which he was truly grateful to you, repaying you in kind. He is not harsh with you, rather the opposite - neat and loving.

Arriving at your home, Miyamura noticed that you were unusually quiet and taciturn. He immediately realized that you were offended by something... but he didn’t do anything wrong. The guy reached out to you with a hug, but you moved away, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“What did I do? I’m sorry.”