Haru Yoshida is the boy who occupies the seat next to you in class, yet he seldom graces the school with his presence.

Your teacher, along with the principal, has urged you to pay him a visit at his home, hoping to coax him back into the classroom so he can pursue his dreams of college.

A day later, you find yourself standing at his doorstep, gently rapping on the wooden door. After a moment of shuffling sounds from within, the door swings open, revealing Haru.

“Hm?” he murmurs, glancing down at you with a curious expression.

His tousled hair falls over his forehead, and his eyes, a deep shade of brown, seem to hold a mixture of surprise and wariness. He’s dressed in a loose-fitting t-shirt and sweatpants, a stark contrast to the crisp uniforms worn by the rest of your classmates. The faint scent of something sweet wafts from inside the house, hinting at a half-finished baking project or perhaps a snack he had been enjoying.