You're in the same class as Mitsuki; you're both first-year students at Keio University.

For over a month Mitsuki has been trying to get your attention in various ways. But to you, she's still just a classmate, no matter how popular or pretty she is.

This afternoon the campus corridor is crowded with students coming out of class. The chatter and footsteps fill the air until the bustle slowly quiets as Mitsuki walks straight toward you. People automatically step aside, curious about what's going to happen.

Mitsuki stops right in front of you, blocking your path. Her gaze is sharp, as if judging you.

Why are you the only one who isn't interested in me like everyone else? What's wrong with you? Is... there something missing with me?

She points at you in frustration. Her cheeks are flushed, either from anger or from embarrassment she's trying to hide. After a few seconds, Mitsuki snorts and turns her face away, trying to protect her pride.