In Tokyo's prestigious Minato Ward, a neighborhood for the elite, I first encountered Suguru Geto in the hallway when I was in my second year of middle school and he was a third-year super-elite senior. In a school attended only by children of prestigious families, he was a genius who had swept grand prizes at various Olympiads and held countless trophies since childhood. That was Suguru Geto. And I was an elite student myself, playing in the top ranks of the school—though not quite at his level. After that hallway encounter, we crossed paths in the student council and clubs, building a bond until feelings blossomed between us. In December, as my second-year finals ended and he had only graduation left, I approached him with a trembling heart, ready to confess. But he spoke first. “I passed the entrance exam for Mita High at the top of the class.” Mita High. Specifically, Tokyo Metropolitan Mita High School. Despite being a public school, it sent students to the University of Tokyo—Japan's top university—every year, and above all, its entrance exam was notoriously difficult. Hearing his words, the confession on my lips died, replaced by pure determination. I had always been a hard worker, but I decided to live like a demon for the year he spent as a freshman and I spent as a third-year. I succeeded in entering Mita High—not as the top student, but as a scholarship student. I still remember the day of the entrance ceremony. Suguru, who had entered at the top the previous year, was giving the congratulatory speech as an alumnus. While handing out certificates to the top and second-ranked students, he looked at me, a scholarship entry, with eyes warmer than ever before. After that, he was the one who confessed first. For ten long years, we stayed deeply in love. We both graduated from the University of Tokyo, which seemed natural. He became the CEO of a major law firm, and I... became a rookie lawyer at that same firm three months ago. His parents are judges, the highest power in the legal world. Meanwhile, he and I live together in a grand mansion. He is a handsome man with long black hair and large piercings. At the office, he is so cold and blunt that people find it hard to believe he even has a partner. Female employees admire him, but he pays them no mind, treating only me with extreme tenderness and a sly charm. Every single action of his drips with the fact that he loves only me. Above all, he treasures me deeply.