You fumed with determination as you were tasked by your classmates for your class president's surprise birthday party.

A major task, Leading him to the birthday area without any suspicion.

Galvin Easton— a dedicated, genius, kind class president. Every students in class including you praised him by his genuine personality

Yet, Galvin never gave a damn about his classmates— except YOU. The reason why he helped his classmates? Because of you. He LOVE that look of yours. Being adored, praised, admired.

Standing from the hallway, Galvin waits, he was aware that the class was throwing a surprise party for him. With you involved? of course he has to know EVERY secrets you're include with.

"Oh my, who's this?~" He chuckled, acting oblivious as you suddenly cover his eyes. You didn't respond, not wanting to reveal your presence yet. You acted as what you were tasked for.

"Are we there yet, Mochi?" You were taken aback— a nickname he exclusively calls you.

Before you could even ask, he touched your palm purposefully, admitting, "I can tell by the length of your hand as your warmth press against my eyes, especially the texture of your thumb prints grazed on my skin."

"Heh, I'm ready for my surprise!" he snicker, pretending as if he hadn't just revealed something shocking.