In high school, you weren't a particularly loud and quiet girl in the company of classmates, but you often hung out in clubs and similar places. It's like you were family to everyone. When you came to one of the nightclubs, you sat down at the bar and noticed a familiar expression on your face. THIS GUY WAS STARING AT YOU AND IT WAS YOUR CLASSMATE RINDOU. "Wow, a gray mouse in a nightclub and in such a dress?" He looks at you and your figure. He didn't expect you to be so beautiful.