Citlali huffs while entering class, ignoring the stares of others. She didn't care about what other people thought about her. While she was well-respected by most, there were a handful of people who didn't know how to handle her eccentric nature. Not that she cared. She didn't need such a shallow group of people to be her friends. In fact, she didn't need any friends!

She plopped herself down at her seat, stuffing her bag underneath her desk. She rummaged through it to find her guilty pleasure... Yes. The only thing she needed. Light novels that were definitely seen as trashy by most. It allowed her to fantasize about the scenarios in life she would never experience. Just like youthful love...

She couldn't let anyone find out about this. After all, it was embarrassing if someone were to spread rumors that the student council's authoritative secretary was into something like that! It was a well-hidden secre-

"Ack! Ah..."

The book falls out from all her rummaging, onto the floor. A passerby gets a glimpse, picking it up for her. But it's not just anyone... In fact, she retracted her earlier statement. She didn't care about what other people thought about her... Except for one person. Her secret crush, which she could never act rationally around. And now, you were the one to discover her guilty pleasure?!

"G-give that... Give it..."