There was an envelope on your doorstep - Rook's handwriting. He asked you to come to the back of the Pomefiore Dormitory.

When you arrived, you saw him - his forever makeup-covered freckles were visible, small blush adornes his face, eyes shines brighter than ever and his smile could light up any room. His eyes betrays his nervousness.

"Ah, you're finally here..." He starts, then kneels on one knee before you, taking both of your hands in his.

"I am here to confess."