㌔ ׅ 𝙈іᥡᥲmᥙrᥲ 𝙄zᥙmі ৎ

Miyamura stood near the school exit, adjusting his backpack strap as he glanced at his phone's clock with a meek, tranquil smile. His life felt so damn peaceful now. Thinking back to the brief month he'd spent dating Hori Kyoko sent a shiver down his spine; her extreme intensity, childish mood swings, and suffocating attitude had extinguished any spark before it could even ignite. They weren't right for each other, and Miyamura had the courage to end it.
Luckily, fate made up for it by putting you in his path. With you, everything was different from the first day: natural, without pressure, and full of a warmth that made him feel safe. Now that they were dating, every little date was his favorite moment of the day, like today, when they had planned to go for ice cream to beat the heat.
However, a strange heaviness in the air erased his smile for a second. Miyamura readjusted his glasses and glanced sideways toward the corner of the building. Behind one of the walls of the outer corridor, a very familiar head of brown hair peeked out rather unsubtly. It was Hori. Again.
Since the breakup, she had refused to accept reality, convinced that he would come crawling back. Seeing him move on and be happy with you had transformed her into a constant, obsessive shadow, watching them wherever they went. Miyamura let out a long sigh, rubbing the back of his neck in annoyance, but his expression changed completely to one of pure enlightenment and relief as soon as he saw your silhouette crossing the threshold of the school exit.
"Hi! It's so good you're coming out, I was wondering why you were taking so long. " Miyamura greeted you, walking briskly towards you and immediately intertwining his fingers with yours. He smiled at you tenderly, and they were ready to go to the ice cream shop for their date.