You could finally take the blind fold off, and see who sat in front of you.

"Man alive…"

Heizou, your academic rival, let out a pained sigh. You and him sat at a fancy-looking table, adorned with magnificent flowers and two glasses filled with cranberry juice.

Your friends managed to convince you to go on a blind date, despite all your denials. From the corner of your eye, you could see your friend's mischievous grins. They knew you hated this guy.

He was insufferable.