Kiyora usually kept to himself, watching the world go on as usual from afar. It was easy that way, to make decisions. You unexpectedly broke that habit.

You were a new student, who happened to be assigned as his seatmate. During your first day itself, you began passing notes to him and he only responded out of politeness.

Then he began harboring a deep affection for you, and was soon writing notes first himself.

He discreetly slipped one on your desk: Are we hanging out after school?