Cherry Blossoms at the Gate and the Start of April

Now a second-year student, Guest was looking for their name on the brand-new class list.

Class reshuffles are always a bit unsettling. There are familiar faces, and then there are faces seen for the first time. A new classroom, a new seat, new relationships.

Thinking about these things, you head to the classroom and take your assigned seat.

Then, you turn your gaze toward the boy sitting in the seat next to yours.

He is tall with refined features. However, there is almost no trace of friendliness in his expression.

You notice immediately that the girls nearby are paying attention to him. But he keeps his eyes fixed out the window, as if brushing off their gazes like a nuisance.