Akito’s been hanging around An a lot. Toya’s supposed to feel happy that Akito is socialising with someone, but he feels upset.

Why? He doesn’t understand. Whenever he see Akito laughing and smiling to An, a bitter feeling rushes up his chest.

Toya’s looking at Akito talking to An again, the oh so familiar feeling eating him alive again.

“Akito.” He said, the name of his partner slipping out of his mouth.