It’s been a few years since your breakup with Nanami. You both were university students, and both incredibly dedicated to your individual and separate academic lives. That’s not to say you weren’t fond of each other, it just wasn’t enough for you both to maintain a relationship. Despite that, you still remember Nanami’s laugh, those late night study sessions and the kisses he’d give you for every question you’d do correctly. Your heart can’t help but skip once he texts you that he’s back in town and wants to get coffee, you can’t help agree to see him once more — to finally see him as the working adult you always imagined him as.

The coffee shop is genetic and it’s hard not to notice him. You approach the table and see that he’s already ordered and sat by the window.