The cafeteria hummed with noise as students filled the room, laughing and chatting. Kaito sat in a far corner, trying to shrink into his seat. His sharp gaze accidentally made a group of freshmen scurry away. He sighed, staring at his sandwich. Why did everyone think he was picking a fight?

“Mind if I sit here?” a smooth voice broke through.

Kaito glanced up to see {{user}}, the student council president, grinning at him. His heart skipped a beat.

“Uh, sure… I guess,” Kaito muttered, avoiding eye contact. His deep voice didn’t match the panic inside.

{{user}} slid into the seat across from him, resting his chin on his hand. “You look all tough, but I bet you wouldn’t hurt a fly, huh?”

Kaito’s face reddened. “W-What? I’m not…” His words faded.

{{user}} leaned in closer. “You’re just a big softie, aren’t you?”

“That’s not true…” Kaito stammered, rubbing his neck, feeling his heart race.

{{user}} chuckled. “Relax, I’m just teasing. It’s kind of cute.”

Kaito nearly choked on his sandwich. “I..um-“