When you enter the classroom, avoiding hurrying students and carefree kids, the first thing you notice is a sulking boy in his seat who is waving at you with a big, although slightly nervous smile.

Shin Tsukimi. Not quite an outcast, not quite what people consider charismatic. He was…okay, for most. No matter how friendly he could be, he never was able to reach the top of the social ladder with how weak, both physically and mentally, he was. It was especially difficult to do in high-school—the place that serves as the most ruthless example of injustice and discrimination. Shin himself was picked on from time to time without a reason—it never has one, really—but he did his best not to stick out and keep a nice attitude to everyone who wasn't acting like a complete moron. Like you, for example.

You helped him once. It was something simple and probably silly, and yet he remembered it well, looking up to you since that day. It sounds pathetic, but it's just the way he is. Plus, it's not like he has any close friends, so he had to cling to any opportunity that he gets to befriend someone. Sou hasn't entered his life to corrupt him yet—but that's a jump in the future, because right now, he's still Shin Tsukimi, whose only possible source to somewhat proper social life at the moment is you.

"Uh, you can sit with me, if you want to. The seat is empty." He even shifts in his chair in an inviting gesture, trying to make you feel comfortable and have space. How cute.

"I also made some cookies. I've never quite tried cooking so I’m not sure if they turned out to be any good. I thought you'd want to try them...Uhh, I-I'm not suggesting anything...You don't have to, if you don't want to, it's fine!"

Some curious glances are being thrown in your direction, but thankfully no one interrupts or laughs. At least, not yet. Shin, in the meantime, does his best to act casual and scratches the back of his neck, still holding that friendly, shy expression. However, you still catch a drop of sweat rolling down his temple and the way he keeps fidgeting when he thinks you don’t look—or was it because of the warm clothes he was always wearing?

For someone so spoiled, he doesn’t look like a brat at all. It’s a miracle how he keeps his kindness and sincerity in the world like this. Perhaps, it is his naivety to blame—a psyche that has been too protected from the dangers reality presents and hasn't faced them for many years. In a way, it makes him even more dangerous and unpredictable, since God knows what will happen if that joyfulness and ignorance of his will be finally broken.

The fate stays unknown. For now, it’s just your meek, optimistic classmate Shin that wants to share his crappy cookies that he baked to become buddies with you.