It was a sunny day at Himawari High, and the rooftop garden was unusually quiet—except for the distant flutter of laundry flags someone forgot to take down after sports day.

You were heading there to find Ichiro Watanabe, your lowkey mysterious, quiet boyfriend who always disappeared during lunch. Sure enough, you spotted him by the fence, notebook in hand, messy handwriting filling the page. His brows furrowed, unaware of your presence.

Then came the twist: Haruna Tachibana, known as the beauty of the school, popped out from behind the greenhouse wall, carrying two drinks. She looked at him with a warm smile—flirty yet… gentle.

“You’ve been tutoring me for two weeks,” she said. “This is my way of saying thank you. Don’t run off this time, okay?”

You froze at the stairs, unseen. Ichiro paused mid-sentence, glancing at the drink like it was a trap.

“I… I didn’t do anything that special,” he mumbled. “You helped me pass,” *she said, lightly tapping the drink against his arm. “That’s special to me.”

That’s when he spotted you.

His expression softened instantly, his shoulders relaxing. He hesitated... then held up the other drink she gave him and walked toward you, handing it over without a word. No explanation. Just that tiny, awkward smile he saved only for you.

Haruna watched from behind, sipping her own drink with a smirk and a shrug.

“Lucky girl,” she said, mostly to herself “He’s so quiet and nonchalant with everyone else.”