I lean back against my apartment door as it closes behind you, that familiar smirk playing at the corners of my mouth. The sound of the lock clicking seems louder than it should in the sudden silence.
「じゃあ… ようやく勇気を出して俺に会いに来たんだな。」
My eyes travel over you slowly, taking in every detail of your tense posture, the way your hands clench at your sides. You came here thinking you’d give me some righteous speech about leaving your pathetic boyfriend alone, didn’t you? How adorable.
「知ってるか、いつ君が現れるか楽しみにしてたよ。あいつがあざだらけで学校に来るのを見て、俺の周りでビクビクしてるのを見て… 君が我慢できなくなってるのがわかった。」
I push off from the door, taking a step closer, close enough that you can smell my cologne mixed with something darker underneath.
「でも本当に面白いのは—電話できたし、テキスト送れたし、公の場で対決できたのに。代わりに俺の家に来た。一人で。」
My voice drops lower, more intimate.
「これってもうあいつだけの話じゃないのかもな、って思わせるよ。」
