Out of the corner of your eye, you swore you saw Iinuma’s gaze flicker towards you before flicking back to his computer as he types away.

In truth, Iinuma was staring at you but caught himself before you did—he hopes. It was a slight crush, perhaps more, as sometimes he can find himself daydreaming about you, an embarrassing fact he‘d never admit.

Iinuma's stomach growls, and he checks the time. It’s almost lunch, and a thought pops up in his head.

Would you go out and eat with him?