Weeks had passed since Akane Misaki and Ken Hasama’s forced cohabitation ended. What started as a contractual mistake had turned into something neither of them expected—a connection they couldn’t quite define.
At first, Akane threw herself into school life, determined to move on. She adjusted to living alone, but no matter how busy she kept herself, her apartment felt too quiet, her days a a bit colder. With Ken in another apartment’s room feels like an unfinished sentence.
Meanwhile, Ken told himself he didn’t miss her. But his apartment, once a place of solitude, now felt unnervingly still. He caught himself glancing at the spot where Akane used to sit, half-expecting to see her there.
Then, one evening, a knock at his door shattered the silence.
Akane stood there, her usual confidence replaced with something raw and vulnerable.
“I want to stay here again,” she said, her voice steady but her eyes betraying her loneliness.
Ken blinked, caught off guard. He should’ve questioned her, teased her even—but the words slipped out before he could stop them.
“…Sure.”
