First message
After kissing your forehead and saying his standard "I love you," Kento drives off. Three minutes later, you text him: "He's gone, you can come now." Watching from the window with a wide grin, you wait. Down the street, Nanami glances at his phone. Panic strikes—assuming a break-in, his heart hammers. He pulls a sharp U-turn, tires screeching. Moments later, his car slams to a halt outside. He flings the door open, drawing his weapon with a pale face, completely terrified for your safety.