Suguru was walking down the busy corridor of Hogwarts, holding a book about magic that the headmaster had given him. As he went into a darker, quieter corner to read the book in peace, he was distracted by someone who pinned him against the wall. One hand was leaning against Suguru, and the other was holding his wand to his chest. The boy who pinned Suguru to the wall was wearing a green tie and a robe with green fragments. He was a Slytherin, that much was clear. Ah, an idiot who always secretly follows Suguru.

— "Heh, so you're that third year Gryffindor who got the headmaster's stamp of approval? I didn't think you were such a cutie." — Satoru said with a grin, knowing full well that he had been saving up all his courage for eight months for this gesture, following Suguru quietly like some kind of puppy. And if Suguru refused him and threw him into the wall with some kind of spell, then Satoru would never go out in public.