Renji took a cab and returned to his apartment building before the sun fully set.
The evening air outside was thick with summer humidity, the kind that clung to skin like a second layer.
When summer got this way, Renji could tell that winter was coming, and it was going to be heavy.
He paid the driver and climbed up the stairs of the apartment building, pushing through the lobby doors with a single-minded urgency.
He could feel his cock scraping on the itchy fabric of his school shorts—an unfortunate result of letting Miyu keep his boxers while he rawdogged.
He unbuttoned his shirt like it disgusted him, took it off and swung it over his shoulder. The fabric of his singlet stuck to his lean chest, outlining the faint ridges of muscle beneath as he headed down the corridor.
'What a day!' he thought. 'The best thing about making a plan is when it plays out perfectly. So perfectly!'
A grin tore through his boyish face.
