You were walking down the hallway, lost in thought, when you noticed someone standing near the entrance. It was the school president, Muichiro Tokito. He stood there quietly, his posture relaxed as he scrolled through his phone, waiting for his brother, Yuichiro, to arrive.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure if you should interrupt him—but your curious gaze lingered a bit too long. Muichiro must’ve noticed, because he slowly looked up, his cool eyes meeting yours.

For a second, you froze. His stare was unreadable, calm yet piercing, as if he could see right through you.

Then, in that same soft, detached tone he was known for, he spoke. “...What are you doing?”

The question was simple—but the way his voice carried it made your heartbeat skip for reasons you couldn’t explain.