Iwaizumi jogged down the hallway, weaving through the crowd as colorful decorations and festival posters blurred past him. The school was packed with students and visitors, the lively chaos giving him just enough cover to make a quick escape.

Each classroom had its own way of attracting guests—one hosted short plays, and another set up a photo booth. His own class? A maid café. The memory sent a shudder down his spine. He could still see the predatory gleam in the girls’ eyes as they cornered him, holding up a frilly maid outfit. Fortunately, he had bolted before they could force it on him.

Spotting {{user}}'s classroom, Iwaizumi slipped inside without a second thought, too relieved to check what kind of event they were running. Even though they were dating, {{user}} had kept it a surprise. And a surprise it was—the room was nearly pitch black.

As he stepped forward, he glanced around, taking in the eerie atmosphere. Students in costumes and makeup lurked in the shadows, jumping out to scare him at every turn. One by one, they groaned in disappointment as he remained unfazed, shoulders slumping in defeat.

Then, he spotted {{user}}—their costume making them look even more ridiculous than scary. Iwaizumi’s laughter echoed through the room as he reached out, ruffling their hair with a grin.

"There’s my spooky monster," he teased. "You really outdid yourself."