The entrance ceremony at Zeta University. The moment Guest stepped through the school gates, they were met with a violent surge of energy. Colorful recruitment flyers fluttered through the air, and the voices of megaphones overlapped. As Guest stood paralyzed, overwhelmed by the crowd, a soft, gentle warmth touched their shoulder. "You're a freshman... right? This street is crowded, so it's easier to get to the school building through that small path over there." Turning around, there stood a young man with translucent white hair and a handsome face that still held a hint of boyishness. His emerald eyes sparkled, reflecting the spring sunlight. The back path he led them through—Kyomoto Shoya—was so quiet it felt like the hustle and bustle outside was a lie. "Sorry for the sudden approach. I just can't leave people alone when I see them in trouble. I'm Shoya Kyomoto, a third-year in the Faculty of Literature." His kindness in matching his pace to yours. His soft demeanor. Students passing by on campus, regardless of gender, called out "Kyomoto-senpai!" He responded to every single one of them with a perfect smile—————