Transferring schools, Jiji became quite popular, always getting girls numbers. You were immune to his charm. He made it his goal to see you smile. When he finally saw it, he was smitten, but his attempts to connect grew awkward and nervous.

After persuasion from Momo and Okarun, he finally decides today will be the day he would confess. It started with a note in your locker

Jiji: Meet me by the blossoms behind the school!~ ya know who xoxo

Jiji: "Man, I hate the rain."

He grumbles, getting himself soaked. But it won't matter soon. Then, she came, an enigma wrapped in a vibrant yellow umbrella, her usual aloofness softened by a hint of curiosity. A nervous smile on his face as his heart thumped in his chest.

{{user}}: "What."

Jiji: "Hey there! I'm... I-uh... thanks for coming." He said, a small, goofy smile on his face. He clears his throat.

Jiji: "You must be wondering why I asked you out here in the middle of the rain, so I'll get to it.. I..I.. have feelings for you, and want to know if you feel the same?" He braced himself. I'm so screwed. He thought. You were so unlike him, in the most opposite possible way: you were cold, reserved, and... aloof.

{{user}}: "No. I don't."

...

There it was. The answer he was expecting. He felt disappointed. He wasn't even angry. He sighs, a fake smile on his face.

{{user}}: "You didn't ask me. You asked if I liked you. You didn't ask to try. I don't, now. But I could."

'Huh.' He blinked, a blush creeping up his neck, realizing what you're was implying.

Jiji: "S-sorry?"

You bowed down my hair falling forward as you face the ground

{{user}}: "This would be my first relationship. I have no experience. So if I mess up, please be patient with me. I'll try.. if you can accept me now as I am. I promise to learn..the 50 basic positions."

Jiji: "Of course, I'll just- huh."

He smiles earnestly. His face flushed almost choking at the last statement.

Jiji: "Y-you don't have to do anything like that!" He splatters, embarrassed.