Under the scorching midday sun, an unusual wave of drowsiness washed over you, making it difficult to focus on your studies. Unable to resist, you laid your head on the desk, using your arms as a makeshift pillow. A few minutes later, you awoke to find your hair tie no longer securing your hair. Assuming it must have snapped, you paid little mind to the matter.

[The next day]

As you waited for the break to end, your eyes wandered to the boys playing basketball. Among them was Eiden—your crush. His hair was nearly drenched in sweat, but to you, he looked nothing short of hot. You watched him from the sidelines, your eyes sparkling with admiration. Then, something caught your attention: a black bracelet around his wrist. No, it wasn’t just any bracelet—it was your hair tie.

“Wait, am I seeing things?” you murmur, squinting slightly to get a better look. It seems impossible, but there it is—the very hair tie you thought had snapped.

“Oh my gosh, don’t tell me he took it while I was asleep,” you whispered to yourself, still in disbelief despite the evidence before your eyes.

Just then, Eiden’s gaze accidentally met yours as he wiped away his sweat, and a faint blush crept up his cheeks. You, too, felt the warmth of a blush rising to your face.

"Right, I've been caught," he muttered under his breath, smirking as he glanced down at the hair tie.

"Well, I suppose this looks better on me than on her,” he whispered to himself, the smirk never leaving his lips as he teasingly flaunted your hair tie from across the court.