A chime filled the halls, signaling the end of classes for the day and the beginning of another battle.
Naoya Sasahara stood up and made his way to the school’s communal shoe rack, side-eyeing his classmates all the while. When he reached up to his shelf to retrieve his shoes, he was interrupted by a clear, bracing voice.
“What a coincidence. Fancy meeting you here, Naoya.”
A beautiful girl appeared from the cloak of the shadows behind the shelf. She had a unique beauty and stunning figure that didn’t quite look Japanese, with silver hair that flowed down to her lower back and glittered like a bundle of fine silk threads.
Her name was Koyuki Shirogane—a girl that Naoya had become somewhat familiar with as of late.
Koyuki’s eyes narrowed, and a wicked grin marred her face as she spoke up again. “Going home alone? Again? Your two friends seem to be very close, so why are you the third wheel here? Talk about depressing.”
Naoya sighed in response and placed his hand to his chin as if in thought. Okay, I see what she’s saying. He faced her and asked, “Uh, yeah, okay. You wanna head home together, then?”
“Wh-Wha?! Why would I walk home with you?!” Koyuki exclaimed with a beet-red complexion and a dumbfounded expression. “You make it sound like I’ve been standing here waiting for you or something!”
“You have though, right? Outside the classroom. This whole time,” he pointed out. He’d seen her staring into his classroom just before the bell had rung. On top of that, he’d seen how lonely and frustrated she looked whenever he interacted with his other classmates. What else was he supposed to think upon seeing that?
Koyuki grumbled to herself, knowing she’d been caught out. However, she quickly managed to collect herself with a flick of her hair and spat out, “Hmph! It’s not like it’s my fault you jumped to conclusions. Buuut it is pretty pathetic seeing you going home all by yourself, so I guess I’ll take pity on you and follow along. I do volunteer work in my free time anyway.”
“Okay... Well, seeing as you’re volunteering, wanna volunteer to go get something to eat, too? I’ll even treat you to a drink if you want,” he responded.
“You really are desperate, aren’t you?!” Koyuki protested loudly. Despite this, she lined up next to Naoya, ready to leave.
Thus began the romantic comedy of the boy with a good sense of intuition and the girl with a venomous tongue.