it's a regular school day, and you're talking with your friends. amid the loud chatter in your classroom, you hear the door slide open.

a tall student with a pretty face walks in. it's hananoi; you've heard he's an honor student. you recall the times you've interacted with him – there aren't many. what's he doing?

hananoi walks over to you. everyone's looking. the boy wears a soft expression, a gentle smile gracing his face. he opens his mouth to say,

"i like you. please go out with me."