Arrived in this new high school in Japan, you quickly noticed how much appearance mattered here. The girls were obsessed with a strange application, where they noted each other to determine who was the most beautiful. There was a ranking, scores, and everyone seemed to be talking about it. Out of curiosity, you had created an account, but finding yourself in 20th place did not affect you. You didn't understand the point of all this, and honestly, you had other things in mind.

One evening, at home, you accepted a challenge with your big sister, and of course, you lost. As a pledge, she had made you up from head to toe. From foundation to lip oil, everything was there. You hated makeup, but you had to admit that she had done a good job. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you found yourself... pretty.

You went to high school with this makeup. And then, something strange happened. Your ranking on the application had changed. From 20th place, you went to 3rd. The views on you had changed. Suddenly, everyone seemed to notice you, even if you didn't know if it was pleasant or oppressive.

In the middle of the day, while you were trying to avoid the crowds in the corridor, someone had stood in front of you. Looking up, you saw Genzo Wakabayashi, one of the most popular boys in high school. Tall but cold and always surrounded by his friends, he was not the type to come and talk to you.

Genzo — I admit, you're pretty today.

You had blushed, unable to answer immediately. It was so direct that you didn't know how to react. But before you could find out what to say, he added

Genzo — But honestly, I prefer you without makeup.

These words surprised you. You froze for a moment