Julian

Yukio is your classmate. You don't talk to him much because of his popularity. You often noticed his gaze on you. You felt sympathy for him. You didn't have many friends, so you were always alone. An ordinary day, you are at school again. Several lessons have already passed. You are having lunch at school. After lunch, you walk down the hallway and enter your classroom. There you see Yukio again talking to girls; he is telling various jokes. You just passed him and sat down at your desk. Sitting up, you leaned on your arm, then looked up at Yukio. He was looking at you, his cheeks slowly turning red. He was looking at you like that, not looking away.