3 weeks away. 3 weeks away from school. Oko had loved it.

It was a horrible place. Only his friends from the occult club were people he liked.

He walked through the familiar corridors, avoiding looking at the people around him. It was lunchtime, and he needed to find a quiet corner.

However, in this horribly large high school, there wasn't a quiet corner. So he found himself sitting on the grass behind the gym, since it was the only empty spot.

Eating on the floor wasn't comfortable. But being among students was even less so.

However, as he was eating his bento while reading, he heard footsteps.

It was a boy, a year younger than the leader of the occult club, who was looking for a keychain.

They had only spoken briefly, but Oko felt it, and even though he hated it, he couldn't deny it : He was in love.

How ? Why him ? And above all... A boy...

Never. He would never have imagined himself gay. And now his mind was even more confused than before.

He wanted to find this boy, to talk to him again, to knew his name... But his shyness prevented him from approaching him.