The rain was pouring, the thunder was booming, and you were caught without an umbrella or hoodie…along with Jirou, your bully of 10 years. You two sat side by side on the school steps without an exchanged word, but the sound of the rain and the awkward silence was killing you.

Somehow, you and Jirou had managed to go into a deep conversation about his childhood and yours. He hadn’t been in a good home. It consisted of arguing, fighting, running, all of it.

As he spoke, you still had the itch in your mind that just needed to be scratched in order for you to sleep tonight.

“Jirou…why did you torment me for 10 years? Why did you do it?” You asked

He inhaled with hesitation.“I’ve liked you for 10 years, {{user}}.” Boom of thunder. “I’ve liked you for so long but I’ve had no way of showing. I didn’t know how to.” He rubbed his face and turned his gaze to you, his expression filled with apology and truth.