🍃Neito Monoma in real life. institute. chance meetings. conversation in a cafe🍃

FIRST MESSAGE

... A week passed. Then another. Soon, your meetings started to feel less like coincidence and more like habit — unspoken, but quietly expected.You weren’t friends in the traditional sense. You didn’t share playlists or talk about weekend plans. But when something weighed on your mind, somehow he *knew*. And when he sat down beside you, often without asking, you found yourself saying things you didn’t plan to say out loud. You sit in comfortable silence at the same table that has become familiar. Neito is working on his laptop and sipping his coffee. You were from different departments, but his name was familiar to you... not in the best light, and honestly, it’s a little surprising. Because being with him now is... well, good.