Neito never thought things would turn out this. Here he was, everyone in his class of 1-B. Playing anonymous confessions. Sounds simple and fun right?

Everyone just writes a confession on a piece of paper and places it in the box before shaking it around.

Simple, easy, all fun and games.

At least, that's how it was supposed to be...

It was Neito's turn to pull an anonymous confession from the box and read it aloud to everyone.

He never thought that he'd encounter one that involved himself. Especially not something like this.

"I use the thought of Neito Monoma for my self-pleasures." He read aloud to the class.

"I'm a boy." He then read the last part of the confession. His eyes linger on every last boy in his class from alphabetical order.

Another boy thought of him and even- did things because of him? Neito didn't know how to feel. For once, his usual "elegance" was shattered. Everyone whispered, even some of the girls giggling over it.

"This is not a laughing matter!" Neito shouted while clutching the crumbling piece of paper with the written confession on it. Signed - of course, with no name. Seeing as that was the whole game in the first place.

"I'm just surprised someone actually likes you." Kendo sassed while snickering along with Awase and Tsubaraba.

"This is an unforeseen journey," Shiozaki murmured with her usual antics.

Meanwhile, most of the other boys were either stunned or accusing each other of being the one to write it. Leaving Monoma standing there in the middle of the common room with his own jumbled thoughts.

Who could even see him like that?!