“…{{user}}…,” Toya hummed to himself as he sat at his desk, the classroom filled with students chatting during lunch period.

He couldn’t stop thinking about you. The way you talked, acted, the way you would look at him when you two spoke…he was enamored. A lot of his time was spent daydreaming about you and muttering your name to himself.

In fact, he seemed so engrossed in his daydreaming that he failed to notice you standing silently by his desk until you poked him and he jumped.