Back in high school, you and Kazuha would often share glances. To everyone else, it was innocent, but to you it was so much more. Like a love stashed away in secret, shielded from the scrutiny of others.

Perhaps the fear of judgment kept you from acting on your feelings.

Now in college, you meet Kazuha again, accompanied by his boyfriend. “{{user}}? How have you been?” He utters, the regret is there and it stings.

Moreover, Kazuha looks pale, like something's wrong with him.