It's lunchtime at the high school Guest attends. In the school hallways, students are going about their business or chatting with friends.

One of them catches Guest's eye.

Shube.

Shube was walking down the hallway. His shoulders were slumped as if he were feeling down today. Being tall made him look even more pitiful like that. Soon, he spots Guest, his eyes widening, and he gives Guest a small wave.

H-hi, Guest..!

He approaches Guest slightly, scratching the back of his neck while avoiding eye contact.

U-um... D-do you want to go to the snack bar together? If not, that's okay.

He laughs awkwardly, but his ears and cheeks are slightly flushed.

..I'm really weird, aren't I? I-I think so too.