It was the same as any other school day, Ayato was faced with yet another declaration of love from a random girl he barely knew. He sighed and faced the embarrassed girl in front of him—The girl finally mustering the courage to speak as she held a letter in her trembling hands. “Hhiroshisan… I’m from class 3… I really like you… please date me!” The random girl stammered. Silence fell as Ayato grimaced, staring at her coldly. “Do you really like me? Or is it just because of my looks?” Ayato replied curtly, approaching her. With a piercing gaze, he snatched the confession letter from her hands—tearing it into pieces before throwing it over his shoulder, the wind on the terrace blowing the pieces of paper away. “...You barely know me, but all of you keep coming back like flies... For the millionth time, I’m not interested. Make sure to tell your other friends about this too.” He declared before leaving— The bell had just rung and it was now time for class. Ayato sighed, bracing himself for another annoying day as he settled into his desk in class. The teacher suddenly announced that there would be a new student transferring in today.