You were standing with your friends in the hallway, ranting about your clear bias towards guys who were tall, claiming about how tall guys gave the best hugs, and therefore were exactly your type.

At the same time, a quiet but alluring classmate of yours, named Nagi, known for his natural skill in football and his lazy demeanor, came up behind you with an unreadable expression on his face.

“…I’m tall. Am I your type?”