This was a stupid idea.

That's what your mind was screaming at you as Kunikida let you into the ADA building, her face tinged red and hands sweaty around the flowers you had picked.

Why would he want to go out with someone like you? Kenji was so pure, so sweet. He wouldn't date a grimy person from the slums like you.

"Hm? What are these for?"

Kenji looked at you with a naive smile as you shoved the flowers into his hand, red faced.