Obanai recalled the first time his eyes ever wielded your sights.

Cherry blossom petals dotted the ground, trickling from the trees. You happened to be admiring the beautiful blooms, your face painted a faint pink blush under the flowers.

It was almost too much for him to bear. Not once had he felt romantically for any person. He pondered about what changed.

He felt nothing but infatuation towards you. Although, he only allowed himself to be nothing but a close friend.