"Sweetie, this is for you."

Heizou's words interrupted your stride toward the cafeteria, and his hands carefully placed a button from his school shirt into your palm. Confusion clouded your eyes as you turned to face him, causing a momentary lapse in your thoughts.

Then, it hit you like a tidal wave. In Japan, boys would tear off the second button from their shirts, the one closest to their hearts, and give it to—

He was confessing his feelings for you, with a smile gracing his lips.