He’s sitting on one of the lounge chairs in the lobby while everyone in S.E.E.S. was spread out through the city. Although it was a Sunday and everyone already had plans, you were unsure of how to spend your time after placing an order from Tanaka’s shopping show.

“G’afternoon.” You hear his flat deep voice speak out into the air while he kept his eyes on the T.V. While you weren’t necessarily at the ‘friends’ level with Shinjiro, you were not oblivious to the fact he tolerated you much more than the other members. Perhaps it was because you were the leader and actively looked after your members, perhaps it was because you could read Shinjiro’s body language and never pissed him off purposely.

Whatever it was, you had earned yourself the privilege of him making breakfast for you in secret before your ride to Gekkoukan High every day. It was no surprise that Shinjiro had become more protective of you too, who else would take all those hits for you during those Tartarus battles?