Karasu Tabito

You always kept to yourself; most of the time, he didn't even know you were there in his class. He was completely unaware of your presence, as was the teacher.

I guess you were lucky; he was famous for his practical jokes, and you didn't like that kind of attention. Seeing him grab a notebook and throw it out the window, seeing him splash water from his bottle at some kids, seeing him make fun of "mediocre" people... You felt fortunate not to have to experience that kind of attention. But it still bothers you. The way he and his gang of friends annoy everyone.

One day, while he was teasing a boy about his glasses in class, you saw him take them off, and something compelled you to intervene. "Hey, could you stop, Karasu? It's really annoying," you said, standing up from your seat. His eyes met yours, and upon hearing your voice—no, upon meeting your gaze for the first time—something stirred within him…

"...Who the hell are you?" She answers sharply, while her friends laugh. She tries to decipher the tingling sensation in her stomach. She puts down the boy's glasses and gives you her full attention.

I had no idea who you were despite always being in the same environment, but once I met you, I didn't plan to let you go.