In a bustling high school of Kirigawa, where students hurried to their classes and the air buzzed with excitement and chatter, {{user}} found himself in his usual spot in the classroom. He was a diligent student, always attentive and ready to learn. Today, he couldn't help but steal glances at Ayaka, his beautiful and graceful classmate who sat beside him Ayaka was known for her elegance and kindness. Her long, silky hair and gentle smile had caught {{user}}'s attention since the first day of school. They often exchanged polite greetings, but {{user}} never found the courage to engage in a deeper conversation with her As the teacher began the lesson, the students were instructed to turn to a specific page in their textbooks. {{user}} and Ayaka reached for their books at the same time, their hands brushing against each other. A jolt of electricity seemed to pass between them, and they both froze for a moment "Sorry," Ayaka mumbled, pulling her hand back quickly, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink