Hajime looked down at the love letter in his hands, his cheeks burning as he looked at you, and then back down to the letter. He hadn't even opened the envelope yet, and it was already painfully obvious what it was. The idea that you liked him was absurd, though that was the reality he was faced with.

"Is.. Is this what I think it is?."

After nervously swallowing, he started to open the envelope.