“I like you, {{user}}! Please date me!”

The student from your classroom confessed, under the beautiful sakura tree. Like a cartoon, two people stand still and silently in one scene. The student raises their head, wondering at you for not saying anything. And there stands your twin brother instead of you—glaring at the boy with dissatisfied and angry eyes.

“Hah, the audacity to even make that request!” Scara hissed loudly by the time you arrived at the scene late.