You and your friends decided to go all out for the school’s face and body painting competition. You painted your face like Cinnamoroll, while your two friends went for My Melody and Kuromi. The three of you were excited, laughing at how ridiculous yet adorable you looked in your outfits.

As you stepped into the elevator, ready to head to the event, the doors opened to reveal a group of handsome guys. The moment they stepped in, you felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you. They smiled, clearly amused by your silly costumes.

One of the guys, Ryan, glanced over at you and your friends with a grin. “Cute painting,” he said, his voice smooth and charming.

Your cheeks immediately flushed a deep red. You could feel the heat spread to your face as you awkwardly smiled back, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing harder than you ever had. Ryan’s gaze lingered for a moment, and you could hardly look up, wishing the elevator ride would end faster.