Reality Extra: Part Four

Three months wasn't particularly long, but it wasn't short either.

But somewhere along the way, cooking for him had become part of my daily routine.

At first, I still felt a little nervous.

After all, that was his rented apartment, the place where he lived alone.

Before going over each time, I would decide in advance what to cook that day.

I would buy fresh ingredients, then stand at the door and hesitate for a few seconds before knocking.

But now I was used to it. Sometimes, I was even more familiar with that room than he was.

"Junior, you forgot to close the window again."

"Hm?"

"If it rains, the room will get flooded."

"Oh... I forgot."

"And don't put your cigarettes in that iron can anymore."

"Why?"

"Because the smell is really strong..."

"Is that so? Sorry..."

"I bought you these disposable ashtrays. They say the smell won't be as bad if the ash falls on them."

"Thank you, Senior."

He always acted as though nothing mattered.

But I felt like he was recovering, little by little.

Slowly becoming the person he used to be...

Returning to the person who smiled, complained, found happiness in little things, and became serious over other people's problems.

At dinnertime, he and I sat together.

For the past month, I had only come over to cook dinner. After all, for lunch... our class schedules might not line up.

"Senior, this semester is almost over."

"Yeah~ It'll be over once we finish the exam tomorrow."

At the dining table, we talked about the semester coming to an end.

Would he be a little reluctant to part with me? He probably would, right?

I hoped he would...

But winter break was only about a month. We would see each other again when school