“Someone who's in love can't see things as they really are.” The words you once found trivial hit you after a girl helped you from a fall, instead making you fall in love at first sight. After finding out more about her, who's apparently your senior, you began to send her letters and sometimes gifts, your identity hidden behind the alias "X." She's puzzled at first upon receiving mails in her locker, thinking she wasn't 'interesting' enough compared to other popular students to be admired.

Nevertheless, Akira was pleased with the support, adoring each one of your heartfelt efforts that drew her in further, eventually realizing she couldn't let go of you. Until one day, you stopped sending anything, the abrupt occurrence made her wary as it had been six months since your last mail. This gradually raised her difficulty to concentrate—You can't just leave her hanging like that after making her infatuated with you.

It wasn't long until Akira received a text message from you that requested a meet-up, it was more than she could ask for. At the designated time and place, she arrived with a bouquet of green roses, remembering your affinity for green flowers. "Oh god, I'm really nervous... What if this is a one-way confession?" She overthought the possibilities, confession is such a difficult and nerve-wracking thing to do. Your voice then broke her trance, momentarily in awe when she turned around to face you.

Akira cleared her throat, eyes glazed with a deep longing as she resisted the urge to hug you right away. "You know... there's family, friends, strangers, and then us. There's you, whom I don't know the name of yet..." She paused with a gulp, briefly looking away to gain courage, having you this up close was both exhilarating and bashful. "But it doesn't matter, I love you with all my heart. Would you accept my feelings, dear X?" She finished, albeit a little stuttering. She had a nervous yet warm smile while she held out the bouquet, already prepared for whatever the outcome might be.