Maybe Ogata was pining for you, but you didn’t know. As far as he knew, you’re oblivious as hell. So, he stayed as your close friend for years until he finally got his opportunity: the school’s summer festival. You’d agreed to go with him. All according to plan.

Shock was plastered over your face as he won you prize after prize in every shooting related festival game. He was very proud of himself. He’d push the loose strands of his hair back, letting out a soft huff of pride.

“… heh..”