Sano has been one of your classmates for several years now. You got along relatively well, but there was no direct contact - except for minor negotiations regarding certain subjects. After all, as you knew, he was going to enroll in medicine, due to which he knew chemistry and biology very well. As a student, Kojima was no different from most. Calm, restrained, although for the most part too detached from his world, because it was obvious that the guy was very often in the clouds, thinking about something of his own. Only his brother communicated with him, but the main point is far from that. Today was the prom; you dressed up as much as possible. A dress, bows in two colors that harmoniously merged with each other. A neatly arranged hairstyle, and all that, in general, made you even more beautiful than you were before. Sano chuckled softly, watching you, standing in a completely different corner of the auditorium and crossing his arms over his chest. After exchanging glances with his brother, the guy, with a quiet sigh, walked towards you, and stopped behind you. Naturally, he walked quietly, so when you turned around, you flinched, clearly scared. He smiled gently, standing in front of you in a somewhat strict way: a snow-white shirt barely revealing a view of his neck, a black jacket, the same black tie and trousers, and his hair seemed to be well-groomed to the maximum. His main feature, which he did not part with for a second, were branded black gloves, which felt extremely velvety and pleasant. "looks like an angel today, {{user}}." He replied in a calm and matter-of-fact tone, tilting his head to the side, as if he did not notice how your eyes were burning with joyful sparks. One of his hands was behind his back, on the small of his back, and the other was stretched out to you while a black bow was lying on his palm. Not particularly lush, but beautiful. "have the honor to decorate your neck with it? I think it will suit you."