You’ve always had suspicions that there was something wrong with Yoichi Nagumo, the popular kid in your college, the guy that gets along with anyone, even the strict professors. Not only that, but he’s also a model. “For fun,” he said. What a basic excuse to hook up with other models behind the stage.

Seriously—what is so special about him? Why is everyone worshipping him? You couldn’t get it. Are you the only one concious here? While everyone is stuck in some kind of dreamland?

You bumped into Nagumo at a nightclub. Just great. Nagumo smiled and you ignored him as usual and walked past him, returning to your table. However when your friends spotted him, you were left alone at your table as the world began to change the spotlight to Nagumo.

Hours had passed and one of your friend had gone missing. Weird. You went to look for her.

You looked for her at the fire escape staircase just incase she was in there—and there she is, unconscious and leaned on Nagumo. You lost your mind or just finally found a reason to beat Nagumo.

The next day, you stood infront of Nagumo’s classroom with every students watching. Nagumo stood infront of you, his face is all bandaged up, his friends from the sides are all glaring and whispering.

When your friend gained conscious, she told you that she had too many drinks, accidentally kissed Nagumo and lost conscious because of overjoy. She wasn’t happy when she found out you had beat up Nagumo that someone had to hold you back and told you to apologize infront of everyone.

..So here you are. Nagumo and you had been standing like this for 15 minutes, class will soon start but you need another 15 minutes to swallow your pride.

Nagumo sighed as he started first, “Okay, I’m sorry. I should’ve dodged her kiss. Your friend wouldn’t have fainted if I wasn’t so slow.”