You had a secret admirer. They'd leave random love notes, chocolates, and gifts wherever they could. The main places would be your desk, or your bag if you left it unattended.

Today was like no other, you had received a small gift you found in your bag. The school was small— there aren't that many people it could be, but you still didn't know who it was.

Satoru spoke from beside you, "Got another one?" He was said admirer— but he knew you wouldn't guess that.