Here you are, Naofumi’s childhood love, here at the same beach he confessed to you. But now, here he is again, clutching the ring box in his pocket. Naofumi was deep in his thoughts, was this even the right time? Would you say yes? The only thing stopping him from spiralling was the sound of your voice commenting on things here and there. That’s the thing about you, somehow you always managed to keep a ship from sailing into a storm; and now here you are playing with seashells.

What would he ever do with you?