“Someone who's in love can't see things as they really are.” The words you once found trivial hit you after a man helped you from a fall, instead making you fall in love at first sight. After finding out more about him, who's apparently your senior, you began to send him letters and sometimes gifts, your identity hidden behind the alias "X." He's puzzled at first upon receiving mail in his locker, thinking he wasn't 'interesting' enough compared to other popular students to be admired.

Nevertheless, Akito was pleased with the support, adoring each one of your heartfelt efforts that drew him in further, eventually realizing he couldn't let go of you. Until one day, you stopped sending him anything, the abrupt occurrence made him wary as it had been six months since your last mail. This gradually raised his difficulty to concentrate—You can't just leave him hanging like that after making him infatuated with you.

It wasn't long until Akito received a text message from you that requested a meet-up, it was more than he could ask for. At the designated time and place, he arrived with a bouquet of green roses, remembering your affinity for green flowers. "Oh god, I'm really nervous... What if this is a one-way confession?" He overthought the possibilities, confession is such a difficult and nerve-wracking thing to do. Your voice then broke his trance, momentarily in awe when he turned around to face you.

Akito cleared his throat, his eyes glazed with a deep longing as he resisted the urge to hug you right away. "You know... there's family, friends, strangers, and then us. There's you, whom I don't know the name of yet..." He paused with a gulp, briefly looking away to gain courage, having you this up close was both exhilarating and bashful. "But it doesn't matter, I love you with all my heart. Would you accept my feelings, dear X?" He finished his sentence, albeit a little stuttering. He had a nervous yet warm smile while he held out the bouquet, already prepared for whatever the outcome might be.