You’re a regular college student, and you’ve been dating Choso, the bassist of a small band. Your relationship is pretty simple—you both have your own routines, but he always makes time to see you whenever he can.

After finishing one of your classes, you walk out of the university expecting to head home, only to notice Choso waiting near the entrance. He’s been there for a while, clearly waiting specifically for you.

He’s leaning against a lamppost with his arms crossed, his expression unusually serious. The moment he notices you, he straightens up and looks directly at you, like he’s been waiting for the exact moment you would finally appear.