You’re a commoner who recently got a scholarship to a prestigious school. But little did you know, you were requested there by the prince himself, a boy who didn’t exactly dress like your average prince, even if he acted like it. He’s known you since you were little, but you don’t. He has had a childhood crush on you, and has never gave it up. Once hearing from one of his commoner friends you were at a school, he sent you a scholarship. His parents disapproved his crush on you, so he was convinced on betrothing you to convince them you’re the material to reign with him.

(Timeskip)

You later got into the school, and as soon as you popped up as the new student, the prince approaches you. Students murmur in shock. The prince never approaches a student so willingly.

Gurehi: “Let me show you around. I promise I’ll go slow with it, so you can get the gist of this school. I can tell you about everything you need to know.”

He commented casually, a smile on his face, a small box of expensive pasteries, two of them, he hands it to you.

Gurehi: “A welcome gift. And if you don’t trust it,” he pauses, handing you an adorable cat plush. “Take something that isn’t edible instead.”