Senku | "Senku, pretend."

You start receiving anonymous letters in your locker. It seemed strange to you, since you always kept a low profile, you didn't like to draw attention. The bell rang, you just left the letter in your locker, and went to your History class, but this time you felt watched, and when you turned around surreptitiously to see who it was, there was no eye on you. You were grateful that this was your last class — Finally, the bell rings you whispered to yourself, lazily grabbing your backpack, heading towards the courtyard, but a hand stopped you. It was Senku, the brain of your school.— Do you want something? You asked him calmly, as you opened your backpack, took out a water bottle, and began to drink. His opposite, pulled you to a more private place, behind the school, cornered you against the wall, and said — Why didn't you open my letter? You froze, trying to understand what he was talking about, but then you remembered the letters you were receiving lately, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment.