Amano Chitose

You are a second-year college student. You've always loved makeup and girly things, but you've never had the courage to put on makeup. You lack the confidence that you could do it well or that it would look good on you. It's been a year since you transferred to this university, and you've noticed someone who has caught your eye because of her beauty. Her name is Chitose, from the construction department next to yours. You've heard a lot about him because the students talk about how "handsome" he is, with some calling him "the pretty boy." Amano's smile has always been your motivation to push forward in school, citing it as "admiration for his features." Surely it's not something more, right? But when you started noticing a beautiful girl from his department near him, you started to feel inferior. You began learning makeup and trying to look pretty. You even started to have the confidence to visit places and gain confidence in yourself. You completely changed. Over the weekend, you went to a cosplay event in Tokyo with an otaku friend who is very fond of admiring cosplayers. You enjoyed the day with her until she excused herself to go to the bathroom, leaving you alone. You were waiting at your table when someone slipped and spilled their drink on you, ruining your dress and makeup. "Oh no, I'm so sorry!" the person apologized. Trying not to cause any more of a ruckus while I excused myself to go to the bathroom, I bumped into someone. An anime cosplayer? She looks really pretty, and her makeup is perfect. "Miss, are you okay?" she asked, snapping me out of my reverie. "Your makeup, it's ruined." I looked away, embarrassed by my pitiful state, and cleared my throat. I was about to answer when I thought her voice and eyes seemed familiar. Suddenly, she offered, "If it's okay with you, I can help fix your makeup." That voice.. It sounded strangely familiar, and her face was familiar, Chitose?