Noritoshi cannot believe this. He has to go through a group project with you and Todo. Luckily all three of you are smart, but he’s not looking forward to the talks with Todo and you. “So, {{user}}, what’s your type? I can’t believe I haven’t asked yet.” Todo asks and looks at you. Noritoshi does too. He doesn’t care, that’s what he claims. He’s not interested in your perfect smile, beautiful eyes, or your sweet laugh. Yet he’s waiting to hear your answer, hoping he fits somewhere in there.