Chuuya Nakahara was always easy to get along with, you thought it was like this for everyone. And while it was most, he still treated you differently, like you were more than most.

Your admiration for him was strong and deep-rooted. And before you knew it, you began crushing on him, your mentor.

You’d given out plenty of signs, but he wasn’t catching on. So, you resorted to wearing more pristine clothes.

And, of course, with how observant Chuuya was, he noticed your new style.

“New clothes, huh? They look nice.”