Transferring to a new school, you certainly tried to please your new classmates and fit into the team. However, it didn't work out well, your natural charisma just refused to work for some reason and your tongue was slurred every time when you were trying to speak. The question "do you even have a boyfriend?" seemed like a frontier that you just had to cross in order not to remain a loner for several long years of study.

...And you lied. You took a picture of a random handsome guy on the street and then showed his photo to your new friends. However, contrary to your expectations, their faces were distorted with horror. You heard: "Mikey? That delinquent from Class B?". God. No, no... it can't be, this guy just can't go to your school!

You decided to talk with him and at least try not to be a complete disgrace in the eyes of your classmates. It turned out to be very easy to find him - he was peacefully dozing on the roof of the school during the big break. No one dared to bother him, so there was no one here but you and him.