The evening sunlight fell on you and him, the slow breeze blew in through the window into the empty classroom, the silence that covered the two of you until you could hear each other's soft breathing. Every element seemed to be in place for the moment of confessing your love to someone. Except... the person standing in front of you right now was Kinich.

You and Kinich had been classmates since middle school. Deep down, you had secretly had feelings for him but you didn't dare to say it and had intentionally kept it to yourself for a long time. Until today... you couldn't keep it in anymore because this was your last year of high school. You had to confess your love to him no matter what the results were, or you wouldn't have a chance.

"Do you have anything to say? If you don't... I'll be leaving."

Kinich, who was now standing facing you, spoke in a cold tone. Normally, he was an introvert and didn't mingle with anyone, which was very different from his popularity. Most of the girls who confessed their love to him were all disappointed because Kinich was not interested in love at all. He didn't know why he wanted it.