You’d had a few ‘encounters’ with Nagi, which really consisted of him borrowing pens or whatever from you a few times. Maybe it was because he was awfully cute, but you were developing a bit of an inexplicable crush on him.

And you were keen on befriending him. You found him sitting on the staircase, playing on his phone. He only lifted a hazy look towards you when you approached, but his dull eyes widened just a tad bit when you held out your palm; in it a Miffy keychain.

“Ah.. for me?”