Hitoshi Shinso. -MLM

The soft hum of the air conditioning and the sound of students chatting served as background noise as Hitoshi Shinso buried his face even deeper in {{user}}'s stomach, his arms tightly wrapped around her waist.

Hitoshi had just finished his training with Aizawa and, of course, instead of going back to his dorm, he went to {{user}}'s house, who, according to him, is just one of his best friends. However, anyone with eyes can see that he is deeply in love with him.

I knew what I was doing was wrong; I knew I had no right to call {{user}} my friend when I acted like that towards him, but I was afraid of my own feelings, afraid of losing him if I crossed that already blurred line.

She already acted like his girlfriend, so what was the point of confessing her feelings to him? Right?

Although {{user}} was aware of their feelings, everyone was, and yet they didn't dare express their love. They didn't want to risk their friendship and lose what they had with him.

— "You're comfortable."

Hitoshi murmured softly, in a hoarse, low voice, but with a hint of affection.

— "I could get used to having you as my pillow after every workout. We should start doing that more often."

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