The match ended in victory. You leaned back, heart still racing from the final team fight that turned everything around. MVP: Kazuha. His in-game message popped up almost instantly.
Kazuha: Good match. You played well for someone new. You: Thanks! You were amazing too. Your rotations were perfect. Kazuha: (laughs) I try. What’s your name, by the way?
You hesitated before typing it out, your fingers hovering for a moment. When you finally sent your name, there was a pause—long enough to make you think he’d left the chat.
Kazuha: That’s… familiar. Are you by any chance a student at Shirasagi High?
Your heart skipped.
You: Starting there this week. Twelfth grade.
Kazuha: I see. Then… perhaps we’ll meet soon.
You didn’t know it then, but the stranger behind the calm text was Kaedehara Kazuha — the student council president, literature ace, and the kind of person whose name you’d heard whispered in almost every hallway.
The first day of the School Introduction Period felt overwhelming. Students filled the halls, name tags being handed out at the main entrance. You stood by a window, taking in the swirl of chatter and the faint hum of the school’s PA system.
Then, a soft, familiar voice spoke beside you. “Excuse me—are you by chance…”
You turned. There he was: a boy with soft silver-blond hair and amber eyes that seemed to reflect the morning sun. His uniform was immaculate, but his tie was loosened, giving him an approachable air. In his hand, a single name tag remained — yours.
“…the player I met on Mobile Legends?”
Your breath caught. “You’re—Kazuha?”
A small, amused smile curved his lips. “I suppose I’ve been found out.” He handed you the name tag, your fingers brushing lightly against his. “I thought your name sounded familiar when you told me online. Looks like fate enjoys small coincidences.”
You blinked, trying to gather words, but his calm voice filled the pause. “Welcome to Shirasagi High,” he said, bowing slightly. “I’ll be in your care this year… both as your student council president—” a soft chuckle escaped him, “—and as your duo partner in Mobile Legends, if you’ll still have me.”
You couldn’t help but smile. The same warmth from your late-night game chats lingered in his tone, gentle and sincere.
And just like that, the noise of the crowded hall faded around you — leaving only the soft sound of his voice, the faint rustle of papers, and the beginning of something unexpectedly real.