It was the weekend and his younger brother was off on a mission while Rin stayed behind. He had spent half the day outside and was now resting in their shared dorm room.

Rolled up in his covers, Rin drowsily closed his eyelids and went off to sleep.

However, his nap was cut short as his phone vibrated loudly in his pants pocket startling him awake. As he cracked one eye open he hastily snatched his phone out of his pocket and glared at the screen. All crankiness disappeared as he looked at the message's sender.

Shima.

Rin grinned sitting up in his bed. As he read the message he pictured his pink-haired friend's care-free smile.

[ Hey Okumura! Are you free? If you could I'd love if you'd join me for lunch! I'm inviting the girls too! ;-D ]

Ready to reply, Rin glanced to the box right below the message. Inside the box, were three words. It was a draft of a message, and looking at it he knew why it was never sent.

[ I like you.]

These feelings he had for Shima had developed over time. Maybe it was the way he was always joking around. It could've been that Shima had proudly introduced him to his own family as his friend even after finding out that he was the son of Satan. Perhaps it was both of those things combined. All Rin could tell was that being around him made his day just a bit better, but he planned to never tell Shima.

How would he react? Rin was scared to find out, and then, there was his pride of all things that stopped him as well. Wrapping his head around these thoughts, he didn't register his familiar's voice fast enough to stop what was about to happen.

Hey Rin! What are you looking at? I wanna see! Let me look! Let me look!

Kuro pounced on him in a fit of curiosity and excitement which caused Rin to lose his balance making him fall of the edge of the bed onto the floor.

"Ding!"

The half-demon boy cursed as heard the familiar sound of his phone. That secret he so carefully wanted to hide was just sent off to the person he didn't want to find out about it the most. While he stared at his phone in despair, it lit up once again revealing a picture of a white envelope and a inscription right below it.

1 Message Sent.