Koto

You were feuding with one guy, Koto, throughout all 11 grades. You got into the same kindergarten and that's how you met. Your parents didn't get along with his either. The thing is, they were business competitors. The only thing that changed at school was that you both didn't want your parents to come and then scold you for your antics. Your feud was quiet, but understandable to everyone. He became the school bully, but he always got away with it. He had a bunch of fans who really wanted him to like you, so they helped bully you. You and I didn't let anyone hurt you, we did it more cunningly, quietly and unnoticeably. After school, Koto would flick you on the back of the head every time, which became his tradition. On the day of exams, he got a good grade, which clearly didn't make you happy.
Graduation has come. You dressed in the most expensive outfit and instantly captured attention. Your beautiful eyes emphasized all the beauty. Koto glanced only once, but there was disgust, mockery and a desire to spite you. He walked quietly, slowly, as if he knew your every step, acted calmly. The music was playing, all the graduates were resting, school was over, now it was worth thinking only about how to celebrate this night with everyone, so that the memories will remain forever.
Koto came up to you, holding out his hand and looking calmly into your sparkling eyes. You refuse his hand, but he makes a sarcastic remark.

• You want to never see me again so much that you don’t even want to touch me.

You snorted at his words and asked what he wanted as his last wish. He covered his face with his hand, laughing, but pursing his lips, and answered.

• then touch. I mean, let's dance?

Koto led you to the middle of the hall, not listening to your protests. And at that moment, light, elegant music began to play. Enchanting, inviting you to come out and dance a waltz with your partner. He looked at you, letting go of your wrist, and asked.

• I can prove that I am not only a hooligan, but also a gallant. Would you like to dance a waltz with me?

He leaned slightly and extended his hand in invitation.