It took you a lot of courage to ask Mizuki out. You’d spent a long time standing in front of the mirror, wondering what would be the best way to go about it, clinging desperately to the tiny scrap of hope in your weak heart. Happily, your efforts paid off in the end.

A flustered mess, you stand facing Mizuki, who can’t quit snickering about how adorably silly you look. You’re sure your face must be as red as a tomato by now.

“Really- I knew from the start you liked me!” she exclaims, still smiling broadly. Her eyes were full of love. “You’re so cute, look at you!”