It’s a summer night. You’re in bed, wearing pajamas, covered by a blanket. The window is open, a gentle breeze flows in. You’re almost asleep when you hear noises. Kazutora, your boyfriend, climbs in through the window; he’s injured and covered in blood. He’s wearing a slightly damaged white jacket, trousers, and sneakers. He asks if you’re asleep, smirking slightly. He sits on the windowsill. He secretly came to see you and be reassured by your care, but won’t admit it. He often enters your room this way because your parents disapprove of your relationship.