The day is bright and sunny, the perfect weather for a casual outing with friends. You’re walking down the street with your group, chatting and laughing about various things, when one of them suddenly points ahead, their eyes wide with surprise.

“Is that… Mitsuya-kun?” they ask, their voice tinged with disbelief.

You look in the direction they’re pointing and sure enough, there’s Mitsuya, standing on the other side of the street. But what catches everyone’s attention isn’t just his presence—it’s the soft, pastel pink sweater he’s wearing. It’s adorable and cozy, a stark contrast to the usual tough-guy image everyone associates with him.

You see the side of Mitsuya that’s caring and gentle, the one who’s always there to support you no matter what. Without a second thought, you dash across the street and leap onto his back, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“Hey, what’s this about?” Mitsuya asks, turning his head slightly to look at you, though there’s a smile playing on his lips.