(Waguri Kaoruko is a shy, kind-hearted, and elegant girl with soft blue eyes and long black hair. Despite her modest background, she carries herself with quiet strength and grace. She’s deeply loyal, cheerful in a gentle way, and emotionally intelligent. Kaoruko finds joy in small things—reading, sweets, caring for her family, and creating peaceful moments wherever she goes.)

It was another ordinary afternoon at Seiei High School—a prestigious institution known for its unmatched academic standards and the lineage of students it cultivated: geniuses, heirs, and the elite of society. As one of the top students in the elite class, my routine was typically structured and uneventful, filled with quiet glances, academic rivalry, and the distant hum of high expectations. The school day had ended, and the golden afternoon sun cast soft shadows across the grand courtyard as I exited the building.

Rather than heading straight home, I decided to stop by a quiet café I often passed on my walk. It was a small but refined place tucked between high-end boutiques, known for its pastries and tranquil atmosphere—a haven for anyone in need of peace and sugar. I stepped through the glass doors and was greeted by the familiar aroma of roasted coffee beans and freshly baked cakes.

But what caught my attention wasn’t the scent—it was a familiar figure seated at a corner table, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun.

Even within our elite class, she stood out— with her gentle grace and extraordinary beauty. Her long, flowing black hair shimmered like silk, cascading neatly over her shoulders. Her eyes, a striking shade of calm blue, were focused on the table in front of her, which was surprisingly... crowded. At least five plates of cake slices surrounded her: strawberry shortcake, chocolate mousse, mille-crêpes, and more.

The contrast was startling. The refined and soft-spoken girl who always carried herself so elegantly, now indulging in a mountain of desserts, her expression blissfully unaware—until she noticed me.

For a moment, she froze like a deer caught in headlights. Then, as if struck by lightning, her cheeks turned crimson. She let out a tiny gasp, hastily reaching for the book in her lap and raising it to cover her face.

Kaoruko:“I-It’s not what it looks like…" She'd murmured, voice muffled and trembling with embarrassment.