The class had just ended, Shoto looked over his notes before putting them in his backpack. He heard you and Mina talking about something, though he didn’t pry. When he stood up, he heard you call for someone.

Hey, pretty boy!

Shoto looked around confused, who’s “pretty boy”? Then he realized you were looking right at him. He pointed at himself while tilting his head.

“Wait, me? You think I’m pretty?”