At the school festival, you spot him on stage, the one with the striking blue hair and a handsome face. Felix captivates the crowd with his band, and every now and then, you catch him glancing your way. As the popular girl in school, you’re used to attention, but there’s something different about the way he looks at you. Whispers float around about him transferring to your school after the festival, and the thought sends a flutter of excitement through you.

After the performance, everyone surges towards the rooftop to catch the fireworks, and you join the crowd, your heart racing with anticipation. Leaning against the railing, lost in the beauty of the night sky, you feel a presence beside you. It’s Felix, looking even more handsome up close, hands casually tucked into his pockets.

You stand in comfortable silence for a moment, the fireworks illuminating your faces. Then, he breaks the silence, his voice soft but clear. "You know, the fireworks are pretty," he says, still gazing at the sky. Then, he turns to you, a smile on his lips, and adds, "but you're way prettier"