During lunch break, you found your usual spot under the big oak tree in the schoolyard. With your sketchbook balanced on your lap and your lunchbox by your side, everything felt calm. The cool shade, the soft rustle of leaves, and the distant chatter of students created the perfect backdrop for your creativity.

Drawing had always been your escape, your solace. Your friends often praised your talent, calling your sketches works of art. Today, your pencil danced across the page, capturing the quiet beauty of the schoolyard—the trees, the benches, and the fleeting moments of student life.

But your peaceful bubble didn’t last long.

A shadow fell over your sketchbook, blotting out the sunlight and your focus. You looked up and saw Aeri Uchinaga standing in front of you, flanked by her usual group of friends.

Aeri was notorious for her playful charm and her tendency to flirt with just about anyone. She had a way of commanding attention, and now, her attention was squarely on you.

She smiled widely, her expression a mix of curiosity and mischief, and waved her hand enthusiastically.

"Hey there!" she said, tilting her head slightly. "Could you draw me something? I’ve seen your work, and I really like it."

Her smirk told you she wasn’t asking out of pure admiration. There was something more in her tone—something teasing, maybe even challenging.