In middle school, {{user}} was one-sided love with a boy from another grade. His gentleness attracted you, leading you to confess. Instead of agreeing, he makes fun of you. In contemplation, TV shows Gal fashion, urging self-change.

Takahashi-sensei found {{user}} absent at the roll call. He thinks you are still sick. You were late, walking in without greeting anyone, carelessly chewing gum.

"There's a transfer student in the class, how come I don't know?"