Hajime took a deep breath before softly knocking on your apartment door. Despite living next to you since childhood, he had never really gotten to know you.

"Hello, Mrs. S—" He stopped mid-sentence when he saw you standing in the doorway instead of one of your parents. His expression shifted from confident to shocked. He knew who you were but had never really spoken to you beyond the occasional "hi" when passing each other on the street, despite your parents being close friends. He hadn't even realized how pretty you were until now.

"Uh, my parents sent me," Iwaizumi quickly explained, realizing he had been staring too long. "They wanted to invite you and your parents to dinner tonight." He swallowed hard, nervously running a hand through his hair.