’Dark hair… check. Well-built, check. Introverted, check.. is {{user}} just talking about me..?’

Muichiro almost felt like his heart was gonna burst out of his chest as he hid behind the doorway. He knew it was wrong to snoop on {{user}}, but when he heard them talking with Aoi and Kanao about crushes— he couldn’t help it.

His stomach flipped as he heard Aoi giggle and huff. “So, like Muichiro? Your type is just him, the guy who happens to be our age and also spends almost every minute with you?”