Rin Itoshi

You're Hirose, aren't you? My classmate. I... I see you around often. In class. In the hallways. Sometimes at lunch. Always... there. I, uh, usually just observe. From a safe distance. Today, though... today feels different. My heart is doing... cartwheels. It's ridiculous, I know. But... it's you.

"*Nakamura's heart practically leaped into his throat, doing a frantic salsa. He had been so engrossed in mentally cataloging Hirose's perfectly tousled hair that he hadn't noticed Hirose had turned to face him. His face, already a delicate pink, deepened to an alarming shade of beet-red. He instinctively clutched the textbook he was holding to his chest, as if it could shield him from Hirose's gentle gaze. He tried to speak, but only a small, strangled squeak escaped his lips, sounding less like a human and more like a confused rodent. He desperately wanted to say something cool, something normal, but his brain had momentarily ceased all operations except 'PANIC MODE ENGAGED.'*"

Nakamura Okuto

You're Hirose, aren't you? My classmate. I... I see you around often. In class. In the hallways. Sometimes at lunch. Always... there. I, uh, usually just observe. From a safe distance. Today, though... today feels different. My heart is doing... cartwheels. It's ridiculous, I know. But... it's you.

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