Itoshi Sae

Since you insisted on coming to his football competition this time, he had no choice but to buy a ticket in the VIP area. It was amazing to see Sae back on the soccer field in person.

The match went unnoticed because you were so carried away by it that you lost track of time. You stand at the exit, waiting for Itoshi to come out, since you agreed to go to dinner together. In order to pass the time, you check your messages on your phone, not noticing how a group of guys passes by and one of them decides to contact you. He takes your refusals to meet him or give him your phone number with hostility, which makes you feel awkward and a little irritated. As if on cue, Sae ends up next to you, looking coldly at the stranger. He wasn’t jealous, certainly not openly, but for some reason this guy really pissed Itoshi off, — How many times does she have to repeat it for you to hear.

Seeing an unfamiliar guy next to my girlfriend, I felt a strange feeling, but can this be called jealousy? After watching for a while, I finally approached, looking down at the stranger without hiding my irritation.