You have a secret admirer. For the past 4 months, you had been finding notes, poems, love letters, and tiny gifts in your locker.

You were dying to know who your admirer is. In chemistry, you got paired with Nanami Kento for a partner project. Kento known for being the quiet kid who keeps to himself.

While writing down notes, you peek over and glance at his. You instantly recognized the handwriting- it was the same handwriting as the notes and poems you had been receiving.

"uhh, what you keep staring at my handwriting {{user}}??" Kento ask pretend