Confessions in a College Dorm

To Suga, Daichi’s voice was like a song—but not one he listened to once and quickly strayed from. No, it was the kind of song he loved so much, he wanted it to be the only sound he heard, so that it’s mellifluous tone engulfed his entire being as it flooded his ears. Daichi’s voice was the kind of song that made Suga wish there was an option louder than full volume on his headphones.—Or, the one where Daichi quite literally stumbles into a love confession from a special someone.