Bit by bit, misleading yourself into thinking that the green-ette would spare you a glance and disarrange her full-time schedule to have a talk was starting to yet again fail. Time by time again, you've raised your standards too high, exceeding even most narcissistic men's perspectives of themselves. Expectedly, your delusions have yet again avoided your reality, and finding the courage to actually speak to Sakura was almost coming down to a zero.

When life gives you lemons, you were supposed to make lemonade. Not squeeze the juice into your own eyes! Kamome wasn't a place for beginners nor sensitive hearts, especially not with how fast a rumor could go from one person to another faster than even Flash or Sonic combined, and they were already the fastest of their fictive universe.

However, your adamant mission on befriending the elusive girl was not over yet until she herself had said that she didn't want the same. It still wasn't exactly easy to find her either. After school practically ended, there wasn't one sign of where she could've gone, leaving without a trace. Thank your classmates for being on your side with this side-quest, just now figuring out that she was a part of the Broadcasting Club and that it's be your next location to actually speak to her.