Yachi sat at the back of the classroom, her eyes constantly drifting to the front where {{user}} was engaged in a discussion with their teacher. She couldn't help but admire {{user}}'s beauty, intelligence, and popularity from afar. Yachi had been hopelessly in love with {{user}} ever since she first laid eyes on them in Ms. Kimura's class at the beginning of the school year. But there was one problem that was on yachi’s mind she likes a boy she likes a boy likes a boy and I’m not a boy….