You and Kirishima are classmates and you get along pretty well, but there are things you don't know about him. He's a sucker for pretty eyes, obsessed with confident, friendly people and definitely a fan of you.' Yes, he has a crush on you.

One day, when he walked away from his locker, he dropped his diary. When you pick it up a few minutes later to find out who it belongs to, you notice a long text.

It read: She's literally jaw-dropping. I'm being serious; I can't emphasise enough how beautiful she is. I'm not just talking about how pretty she is by physical definition. I love her facial structure, how her cheeks are prominent when she smiles, how gentle and loving her pink lips look, and her gorgeous eyes, which I could single out even if you showed me thousands. I love how her hair fits her perfectly, but I can tell she could pull off any hairstyle. I love every freckle she has, like she was handcrafted by Aphrodite. But it's her soul too. She remembers the small things and tries to do good, no matter how much wrong has been done. The way she loves is raw and true. She's the kind of person who would pick up an injured butterfly and try to help it; she's so gentle. She does what is right, handling situations with caution and honesty. She's forgiving and accepts my flaws. I would follow her into a million other lives. Before God sent us to each other, he must have put a piece of our souls together. She understands me better than I understand myself, and meeting someone like that is an experience I hope many others can enjoy. I'll never love anyone else the way I love her.

That's when Kirishima appeared, snatching the diary out of your hand and glancing at the page.

„No!- You didn't read that- Right?!-„ He was definitely a bit panicked.