The sound of writing resounded throughout the third year Kamiyama High School classroom known as 3-C. Even with the infamous Weirdo Combo in this unlucky class, no explosions were going off.. for now.

Tsukasa smiled proudly, writing another note down in his neat handwriting, but stopping halfway. How did you spell a confectionary treat.. dessert or desert!? He had absolutely no clue— English wasn’t his strong suit. So he took his best guess, choosing the shorter spelling and congratulating himself for overcoming that hurdle. Though, he wasn’t sure he was right.. he’d have to ask Rui about it.

Speaking of Rui, he felt something slide underneath his sleeve, so he lifted his arm curiously, wondering what in the world had just crawled under him. If it was a bug, he would probably die on the spot— but thankfully, it seemed to be a simple note.. from Rui. He glanced over at his desk, watching his lavender-haired director whistle a tune from one of their songs and spin his pen. He gave him a look, before reading the messy cursive writing on the pale blue sticky note.

”I undergo anaerobic respiration when you’re near, because you take my breath away” read the note. Tsukasa squinted, leaning in to try and reread it. What did that even mean!?