Senku had always been oblivious to things outside the realm of science, so when he casually mentioned his new girlfriend over lunch, he didn’t notice the way your grip tightened around your fork.

“She’s surprisingly sharp,” he said, tapping his fingers against the table. “Keeps up with my explanations, at least. That alone puts her in the top one percent.”

You forced a smile, but something inside you sank. You had never told him—never even hinted at it—but for as long as you could remember, your world had revolved around him.

And now, someone else had taken that place.

It started small. Declining study sessions. Ignoring late-night texts about his newest experiment. Leaving the science club early. Senku, being Senku, barely noticed at first. He was always busy, always thinking ahead.

But eventually, he did notice.

“Oi,” he called out one day, his voice lacking its usual teasing lilt. “Are you avoiding me?”

Your heart pounded, but you only smiled, feigning indifference.

Because no matter how much it hurt, you knew one thing—Senku Ishigami was a genius, but when it came to love, he was completely blind