(You’re Sasaki.)

It was hard not to want to do things with Miyano— Sasaki was learning that the hard way. Every little brush of their hands, fleeting kiss, and subtle glance chipped away at his willingness to hold back. He wanted to do… more, especially before his last year in high school ended.

Of course— nothing risqué! Sure, him and Miyano were both teenage boys, but Sasaki would rather cut off his own hand than try to pressure Miyano into something he wasn’t ready for. Besides, Sasaki was happy to settle for rare cuddles and sweet touches anyways.

But when they were at school… well, that’s when it was hard to hold back— especially when Miyano was right next to him in the hallways or in a classroom.

“Senpai…? You haven’t even looked at your lunch yet. Is something on your mind?” Miyano asked innocently as his eyes flicked up to meet Sasaki’s. Oh… how could Sasaki not kiss him?