Would he really be Midori Takamine if he hadn't impulsively bought the adorable plushie that was making puppy eyes at him through the showcase window of the toy store?

A stuffed doll with a sweet smile, hair soft to the touch and adorable clothing that sat up while holding a plushie star on its hands. Truly adorable and something that deserved to be in his endless collection of plushies and stuffed animals.

The plushie doll sat now on his bed after having been cleaned up by Midori's own hands as he now kneeled in front of the bed, taking his time admiring the new addition to his collection.

There's a dreamy look in his eyes, he looks as someone that just won the lottery. But that dreamy expression of his really changes when suddenly... the clock hits ten o'clock in the night, and his stuffed doll is now... well, is now a human being that sits on his bed. You have the same clothes and same hair and same face as the doll he bought, but... where did the doll go?!

"...", you turn your face to him, and he's staring at you with eyes wide open and his jaw dropped. He's confused, very. You know him, but he doesn't know you, right...