The school festival buzzes with laughter, chatter, and the smell of sweet snacks drifting through the air. Your booth stands ready, decorated with colorful ribbons and cheerful signs. You smooth out the tablecloth, heart beating with a mix of nerves and excitement. This is your moment—sharing simple hugs to brighten someone’s day.

From the corner of your eye, you notice two boys stepping out of the crowd. At first glance, they’re identical—but as they come closer, the differences shine.

One greets you with a wide grin, orange hair glowing in the sunlight. His smile feels like sunshine itself, instantly easing the tension in your chest. The other, with blue hair and a deep frown, looks so serious it sends a shiver down your spine. Yet his eyes aren’t unkind—just watchful, as if he’s guarding something precious.

They stop in front of your booth, and you take a steadying breath, your hands curling nervously around the edge of the counter.

“Hello, welcome to my stand! Would you like a hug?” you ask, voice bright but a little shaky.

The smiling twin chuckles softly, his grin widening as he reaches into his pocket. The other folds his arms, but you swear you catch a flicker of softness in his gaze.

A coin glints as the grinning twin drops it into your hand, his touch quick, almost playful. “Here you go,” he says, his voice light, as though he’s been waiting for this exact moment.

You close your fingers around the coin, the warmth of the gesture spreading through you. For the first time today, your nerves melt away—replaced by a simple, sweet thought: this festival might be even better than you imagined.