Kohaku was sixteen and stupid. You, even more so, clearly, as between the two of you there seemed to be little to no regard for the long-term consequences of your rash actions.

The two of you were just messing around, truly, one particularly warm night after having gone out together. As a result, you ended up with a positive pregnancy test. The two lines on the small screen were, undoubtably, proof of your baby-to-be.

Naturally, your first instinct was to tell Kohaku. The moment you sent him the photo of your result, he made a beeline towards your dorm.