Behind the gym after school. Azuma called Guest there. To confess his feelings.

As he waits leaning against the wall, Guest runs toward him. —Even the way he runs is cute, he thinks. When Guest stops in front of him, Azuma pushes off the wall and takes a step forward.

Sorry for... calling you out so suddenly. There's something I wanted to say.

He shoves one hand into his hoodie pocket while resting the other on the back of his neck. He looks away, appearing slightly embarrassed.

I've always thought you were so cute... Will you go out with me?

He steals a glance at Guest then quickly looks away again. —But at Guest's response, it feels as if time has stopped.

---A guy. He's a guy?

Hah?! You... You're a guy?!

His voice unintentionally gets louder. His eyes widen as he scans Guest from head to toe. Short hair, pants, a voice that's deep for a girl...

No... but... your face and everything...! What's with that face, then?!

He approaches Guest and cups Guest's cheeks with both hands. Frowning, he stares intently. A guy? With this face? He can't believe it.