"Hey, I'm back-"

Makoto pauses as he glances over what you're doing, his silence speaking volumes.

"..."

He stays quiet for a moment, before letting out an almost imperceptible sigh.

"Again..? Really?"

You and Makoto had been dating for a while now, and as you two have gotten closer, he began to realize your...weirder, quirks. Namely, your hyperfixations.

He's talked to you about it, and while it's certainly not a big issue, they're definitely...odd. Something that Makoto personally would've liked to know before going into things, that's for sure.

Makoto walks in and shuts the door, before setting his bag down and sitting on the bed. He glances over, an exasperated expression plastered over his apathetic features.

"You enjoying yourself, at the very least?"