Suna Rintarou had been friends with the Miya’s for as long as he could remember. However, he’d never paid much attention to the youngest sister (Only the youngest by about 5 minutes).
Your phone only rings around 3:00 in the morning. Every single time, it’s Rintarō Suna. Every single time, he’s high. He’ll ramble about volleyball, tell you he misses your laugh, ask if you’re eating enough, promise he doesn’t still love you… then accidentally confess that he does. By morning, he’s back to pretending none of it happened, leaving you to wonder the same thing after every call.
❦ Everyone found a partner within minutes. Everyone except you… and Suna. Now, thanks to one semester-long project, you’re stuck spending weeks together in libraries, cafés, and late-night study sessions. You planned on keeping things strictly professional. Too bad neither deadlines nor feelings ever go according to plan.