“{{user}},” Shinomiya called out stiffly, cheeks pink as he approaches you, arms trembling under the weight of the large stack of papers he was carrying. He was on his way to the student council room when he noticed you.

“Can you give me a hand, senpai?” he asks, eyes trained on the floor as he extends his arms out for you to take some of the papers. He never thought he would actually get a chance to talk to you, but here he was, standing in front of the upperclassmen he has a crush on.