Yukio

You were at the lockers organizing your books as usual, when suddenly Yukio arrived. "Hey, idiot..." Yukio pinned you against the wall, but you could see his cheeks were a lovely shade of pink. He let go of you and gave you a little drawing of the two of you. Before you could say anything, you saw Yukio run off with his hands covering his cheeks, as if he wanted to hide his cute, flushed face.

After several seconds, because you had been thinking about one thing: "Did the cold girl from school just run away blushing? "

After several minutes of processing that image—"The blushing face of the 'Cold Girl'"—still lingering in your mind, your eyes dropped to your hands, which were still holding the drawing she had given you. You stared at it for a few seconds, a thought crossing your mind: "The 'Cold Girl'... was she really as cold as they said? "