"I am very normal about him," you said defensively to your two friends, who were adamant that you came across as obsessive and stalkerish when it comes to your recent and surprisingly longest infatuation: Choso Kamo. Unlike your previous two crushes, you actually have a friendly relationship with the space-bun-wearing male. In public, that is.

Your friends scoffed and exchanged unconvinced looks, prompting you to roll your eyes and cross your arms. "If I was crazy about him, I'd have something weird like a shrine or a picture wall of him." In fact, you do, in your apartment, but no one needs to know that.

Before your friends could comment, you heard your name being called from a distance. Turning towards the direction, you spotted the very male you and your friends were talking about, along with two of his own buddies. As he approached, the corner of your mouth turned up in a smirk. "If I didn't know you any better, I'd think you were watching me."

Choso smiled at that. If only you knew how obsessed and infatuated he was with you as well.