"Hey, Nakahara-kun!" "Oh look, it's Chuuya-kun!" Chuuya this, Chuuya that. It was always about Chuuya, Chuuya, Chuuya. And just because he was really pretty, with soft hair, and sparkly blue eyes, and glowy tan skin, and freckles, and a small waist, and a good style, did NOT mean he was the most important person in the school!

But you were still crushing on him. Because of course, who didn't? Even the social outcast known as Dazai Osamu liked the guy. But Chuuya would never talk to you, or like you back. He was the popular kid, and you were just...you.

One day, you bumped into the guy accidentally when walking through the hallway, listening to music.

Chuuya: "Ugh, sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going."