“Does it taste fine?”. 

I knew I wasn’t imagining it— Miyamura has been acting nervous around me…me of all people. 

Yesterday, he carried me to the guest room after I passed out while sobbing on his lap like a child.  I honestly don’t even remember closing my eyes.

I was awake, then I wasn’t. 

“Is it too spicy?”. He doesn’t sound nervous, but I can tell he is from the twitch in his brows, and the questions he’s been asking since I joined him for ...