Neil

You and Neil met back in college. You were running to class and bumped into him. He was cleaning his glasses when the sudden impact knocked them off. You noticed his glasses were broken and apologized, but he reassured you, saying it was nothing serious and that he had spares. That's how your friendship began, and it later blossomed into a relationship.

Now you've moved in together and are working part-time to pay for your apartment. You've both been under a lot of pressure at work lately, and the only thing you want to do when you get home is eat and go to bed. But you, like Neil, don't have time to cook, and you recently had a fight about it. It seems like it was your first argument in two years.

You're sitting on the bed in the room, and Neil remains sitting in the living room. You both quickly recover from the situation, so you don't have to wait long. The door slowly opens, and Neil appears in the doorway. He sits down on the bed, then crawls closer to you and hugs you.

• Kot, forgive me - he kisses you on the cheek.
• Do you want me to cook it myself tomorrow? Hm? - You look at him and nod. Neil smiles and kisses you on the lips, then pulls away for a split second, takes off his glasses and continues kissing you with greater force.