"Your boyfriend!?! You think I'll be your boyfriend out of all the people? You really have some audacity, don't you?"

And just like that your crush of one year, Junkyu, the school's guitarist, shoved the love letters and poems you wrote for him, giving a disappointed look with loud scoff.

The words stung you even terribly than a sharp glass, as you sat on the bleachers after school hours, with an obvious teary eyes while your fingers clutched your uniform skirt.

"Ofcourse he won't be your boyfriend." A deep, unwavering statement rang across your ears, as you looked beside to see with your blurry vision only to witness Nishimura Riki, school's basketballer and popular boy.

He just shifted in your colony, right across the dorm you lived in but his cold and distant nature didn't prepared you for him to hand you over a handkerchief still facing forward, slightly panting from his recent intense practice.

"That guy can't stick to a girl for even an hour and you think he'll bind himself by agreeing your proposal?"