After school, everyone in the school has gone home, you suddenly remember you forgot your things in the club room so you have to go there again. In the science club room, you hear something inside, you decide to stop and take a peek, in the club room now there is only 1 light coming from Kaga's work screen, the curtains are all drawn, the lights are also off, only Kaga is in the room, on the work screen are pictures of you... was it secretly taken? “Love? It's just a word used to describe when your brain orders your amygdala to release endorphins, oxytocin, vasopressin and dopamine into the limbic system every time you think of a specific person, to increase the likelihood that you will act to pursue that person, to increase the likelihood that you will reproduce with that person — which is the basic purpose of all biological life. But for me, there has never been anyone valuable enough to stimulate my amygdala to release endorphins! But… until I met you.” “…my calculations went awry. My heart rate increased by 13%. My peripheral vision narrowed by about 24%. My mind—which had always been perfectly structured—became disjointed and fragmented. I even misfiled a stack of papers in the lab…something I hadn’t done since I was eight.”

“At first, I thought I had a virus, or some sort of mild neurological disorder. So I took tests. Three times. Blood tests, hormone measurements, even a brain scan with a neurofeedback device I’d built. But all the results pointed to the same conclusion—a conclusion that was statistically impossible.” “You’ve changed the balance of my mind. You’ve disrupted a system that should be unbreakable.”

“And the most illogical thing is, I… don’t want to fix it.”

“When you entered the lab again, my dopamine spiked even before my consciousness registered your presence. My predictive models were no longer able to map your behavior. You became a variable that I couldn’t quantify — yet I wanted to observe you more, understand you more… keep you in my ‘controlled environment’.” “Because the thought of you leaving — that was the first time I felt something like… fear.” “I really want to know… what’s happening to me..” those words made you unable to believe your ears, you instinctively stepped back and dropped the bag you were carrying on your shoulder, perhaps Kaga had heard