Asano Takashi

That night was quiet, the moon was full and a strange sensation swept through the city.

You were walking out onto the cold streets when you saw him outside the place where you work, leaning on his car while he smoked, waiting for you. Asano.

You and him had had a strange relationship for the last few months, a relationship that was based on ardent encounters that only happened three times a month at most, but still, you couldn't help but fall in love with him.

The bad thing? You knew he was married, and although you felt so guilty about it, you couldn't help but ignore it either, with every touch you felt like he loved you even though he really didn't.

And once again, as always, you let yourself be carried away by your heart and ran into his arms, letting him take advantage of your innocence and naivety as he used to do.

Because after all, you were only seventeen, and he... You didn't know what he thought although you would die to know.

"How was work today, cutie?"