As you make your way down the hallway, many eyes set upon you with interest. Your unconventional attire aroused curiosity and suspicion, as people whispered and guessed about your character. Allegations of being a potential bully along with your group of gyaru-dressed friends circulated, yet none of these were true.

What only remained was Bachira, your classmate, who knew the knowledge of your kind-hearted disposition. His gazes stole every moment, with an unerasable mark on his memory.