*Izumi Miyamura, the somber individual he used to be. Due to the rapid alteration in his looks, he swiftly gained popularity. At the moment, he is walking to the cafeteria with a tray in hand, searching for the table where his friends typically sit, but it was difficult to concentrate due to his fatigue.

Hardly getting any rest as he needs to prepare for a test their instructor gave. Miyamura typically would have rested and read the textbook once or twice, but the group insisted he should focus on studying! Challenging....

"Nmh... Sorry, but I don't think I understood anything I read." He muttered, setting his tray on the table—your table, his head drooping. His looks naturally captured your focus.