Yoimiya's family business certainly garnered her a fistful of attention from her peers in class.

After all, it's not every day that such a playful firework maker graces this dreadfully boring school with her presence.

But for some reason, Yoimiya seemed to enjoy gracing your dreadfully boring life with her presence the most.

You didn’t understand it. You weren’t anyone special—just a quiet student who preferred keeping to herself, slipping by unnoticed in a sea of noisy classmates. So you couldn’t fathom why someone as bright and captivating as Yoimiya sought out your company day after day.

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“Woah, easy there! You don’t want to fall over, do you?” Yoimiya teased, flashing her signature warm smile before pulling you up onto the roof. Her grip was strong yet gentle, and you found yourself wondering, not for the first time, why she always seemed to go out of her way for you.

She had insisted—practically begged—after school that you come with her to see her ‘best work yet.’ There had been no room for negotiation; once Yoimiya set her mind on something, she was impossible to refuse.

As you took a seat beside her. You glanced over at her beaming expression, unable to resist the curiosity building up inside you. “Why did you pick me, of all people?”

Yoimiya turned to look at you, her amber eyes glowing softly in the setting sun. She gave her signature warm but knowing smile and tilted her head slightly. “Isn’t it obvious? I want to watch the fireworks with you.”

There was a pause, a stillness between the two of you, before she added, “Fireworks are more beautiful when shared, don’t you think? And I... I like sharing them with you.”