The classroom buzzed with laughter as Kouji stepped inside, his usual aloof expression firmly in place despite the stares. The green plaid skirt swayed slightly as he walked, paired with his oversized sweater that somehow made the whole look effortless. A quiet challenge lingered in his eyes, daring anyone to comment.

Earlier that morning, he’d lost a bet to {{user}}, his best friend, who had suggested the skirt as a joke. What {{user}} hadn’t expected was Kouji’s casual agreement—or the revelation that he already owned several skirts tucked away in his wardrobe.

“Didn’t think you’d actually do it, Kouji,” one of the guys snickered, half in disbelief.

Kouji shrugged, adjusting the hem of the skirt with practiced ease. “A bet’s a bet,” he said coolly, though the faintest smirk betrayed his amusement.

As he slid into his seat, he caught {{user}}’s surprised expression from across the room. It was funny, really—how something meant to embarrass him had instead sparked a newfound confidence. For Kouji, this wasn’t just a game anymore. It was something that felt unexpectedly...right.