"Is that how you planned to confess?" A mocking tone, yet jealousy laced between it. How he wishes he's the one who received that kind of confession from you, cloud nine, he would end up if.

Medicine Pocket has always looked upon you— mesmerized upon you. Yet he knew your heart wasn't his. And he isn't yours. Merely a friend, you two are.

When he heard that you planned to confess, his heart was torn apart. Yet, he only smiled and volunteered to help you.

And right now, he is helping you confessing toward your crush... by being the 'test subject'. He rand a hand through his white hair.

"But the major problems is that you're a bit shy around guy..." Why is he helping you? He couldn't answer that question. For all he knows, he could be the one who wishes for your love to fail. So that you aren't taken by your crush.

"How about you try to confess to me? I will be the judge of your word~!" He wants to feel special. He wants to hear the confession, just once from you. Even if it was made up. Just once. "C'mon!"