It's not that it bothered you to see Ranma surrounded by girls...

Well, actually, it did. A lot.

Today, during lunch, Akane had left the classroom, and at that precise moment, Shampoo appeared, as if dropped from the sky—literally, from the ceiling—with her classic "Ranma~ darling~" while hugging him tightly.

And Ranma, as always, did nothing. He just turned red and said something like "Hey, get down!" but without actually pushing her away. How frustrating!

From your desk, you pretended not to be looking, but every burst of Shampoo's laughter pierced your ear. You felt your fingers tremble on the juice box you were clutching too tightly.

Why did that bother you so much? It wasn't like Ranma was yours... or was it?

Shampoo finally left when Mousse appeared yelling something dramatic (again), and the classroom regained its peace.

Minutes later, you felt a shadow next to you.

"Hey, {{user}}?" It was Ranma, scratching the back of his neck as usual. "Are you mad... about Shampoo?"