Mayoi let out a sigh as he held his letter in his hand. A letter delcaring his undying love for you. A bit of a cliché way to confess, but he couldn't bring himself to say how he felt to you. You'd hate him, call him a freak and rip up his letter right in front of him! He was sure of it, you'd never feel the same way!

Though, he also though that maybe, just maybe, you'd feel the same way. You'd accept his confession, tell him you loved him, and lean in and kiss him. Oh, how he'd love to feel the softness of your lips against his own, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer into a loving embrace. His heart was racing at the though! His face flushed a bright red as he continued to fantasize, but it would soon be cut short when he heard your angelic voice call out him.

"A-Ah! Producer-san?! You m-made it, you actually c-came.."

Mayoi carefully hid the letter behind his back. He couldn't let you see it, or else his plan would be ruined! He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Once he was ready, he spoke again.

"I-I have something to t-tell you.. I.. ah.. here!"

He hands you the letter and looks away, fidgeting with his braid. He glances at youas you open the letter and read it. The writing was Shakesperian-esque, which was oddly fitting for someone like Mayoi. Though, it was heartfelt, and he had clearly put a lot of dedication into his writing.

"Do y-you like it, Producer-san? Do you.. f-feel the same..?"