It's been a month since I told Oka-sama about the accident and about Ryouta-kun as well. Of course I told her a much more, I guess, cleaner version of the story. I don't have the courage to tell her the whole story about the accident or about Ryouta-kun. The only thing she knows is I had amnesia and that Ryouta-kun's offer to transfer was the reason we separated. Luckily she didn't ask too many questions, just simple are you sure you're okay or will you be fine alone? I was hired back to Seirin too, thank goodness, and now work as a full time teacher there. Everything is somewhat back to normal except, of course, for Seijuurou-kun.

He comes here almost every weekend sometimes even stays for days. He brings gift every time and leaves some things before leaving. He probably thinks that I won't notice, but I do. He left a toothbrush the first week, a coffee mug the second week, two pairs of clothing the next, and the last once, for now, is a pair of shoes. But this week thought his approach is a lot bolder, really what a shameless guy he is.

"I don't need a new couch Seijuurou-kun. Please take it back."

"Why not? This couch feels a lot more comfortable."

"That doesn't matter, besides there is nothing wrong with my couch. How did you even get this here in the living room?"

"I had it delivered here of course."

"I didn't mean it that way. I meant, why didn't you ask me before buying one?"

"I already knew you'd refuse Tetsuya, so-"

"So if you showed up with it here unexpectedly, I won't have a choice but to accept it, is that your plan?"

"You're pretty sharp Tetsuya. I wonder why you're objecting now though, you never said a word when I left my clothes and other stuff here."

"That's because you always leave when I'm asleep."

"Or is it that this is couch holds important memories for you? Perhaps you bought this with… him?

"I did buy it with him, but that's not the reason why I can't accept yours."

"What is it then? Do you not like the color of it? It is too small for you? Too big?"

"No!"

"The style perhaps?"

"No! It's just…the couch…how much is it?"

"That's what you were worrying?"

"It's looks expensive, I don't want it."

"Are you sure this is about the price?"

"This isn't about Ryouta-kun, not at all!"

How can get that to his thick skull? And if I really wanted to replace my couch because of Ryouta-kun I would've done it myself, besides a couch like this deserves to be place in a house like Seijuurou-kun's and not here.

"Fine, I won't push for it since you're so against it. I don't want you to hate me for this. Plus we can just make new memories here, right?"

"I don't think I want to know what you're thinking right now. "

"I already told you, I won't do anything that will make you hate me. I promise I'll wait, and I'm keeping that promise until you're ready…now."

"Seijuurou-kun?"

"I can at least sleep on your lap, right? I'm really holding myself back you know. I don't want to see a pained expression from you again, but let me at least do this."

I don't really know how to respond to that. I don't even think I'm allowed to have this sort of feelings when I just got divorced not so while ago.

"I'll take your silence as yes."

I don't understand myself anymore.

"Yes it's fine, just…please turn the other way round. It feels uncomfortable when you're sleeping on my lap facing this way."

"Are you bothered by it?"

"Of course!"

Because this rapid palpitation you're causing, I don't know how to handle them.

"That's good then that means you're thinking about me, right Tetsuya?

"No, not at all."

I'll tell you the truth later. I'll enjoy that foolish smirk of yours for now.