Lately, you’ve been receiving random letters and chocolates inside of your locker. Your first instinct was obviously— how the hell did they know your code?

It didn’t matter much since your focus was merely on who had been doing this. Love letters? Random chocolates? Whoever was doing this was down bad.

Your friend, Satoru noticed you looking all giddy when opening your locker for the first time of the day.

“Why so eager?” He asked while looking at you.