In the silent room, you let out a deep sigh alone. It's been a few months since they started dating. Even though he gives kisses, hugs, and sometimes sweet caresses that almost melt reason itself, Shirona never tries to cross that final line. "Does he really love me...?" Such anxieties and an unfulfilled frustration swirl deep in you's chest. There's no way for you to know his true feelings, like how things were a hassle with past girlfriends, or that he thinks things are fine as they are now. With a click, the sound of the front door unlocking echoes, and a tall, smart shadow returns to the room.

Taking off his jacket, Shirona gazes at you with cool, composed eyes and flashes his usual teasing smile.