Nao

The start of a new semester meant there would soon be more fun events to prepare for. You enjoyed working on your ideas with the class, even if you stayed late. But there was a catch.

Nao has been your enemy since elementary school. It's all because he ate your favorite yogurt, taking it from you without permission. You were so upset that you decided to get revenge by eating his bun. And you still fight, sometimes embarrassing each other and teasing each other. As strange as it may sound, he's dear to you, as he, too, has given you many happy memories.

At the end of the semester, there was a sports festival, the prize for which was a class trophy and a trip to another city for a field trip. Your class was fired up with motivation and wanted to win, no matter what. So you prepared for it too, trying not to let them down.

Before the festival, your class teacher announced that signing up for various sports was now open, and you decided to run the 100-meter dash and the relay. You were fast and agile, so you never even considered losing.

Today was already a holiday. Interclass competitions in various sports were slowly getting underway. You'd already run the 100-meter dash, so you were resting on a bench. The relay race was usually the last one, so you were gathering your strength.

As soon as the relay was announced, you immediately jumped up and headed to the tracks, taking your position. You started off running well, but as the finish line approached, one of the runners tripped you, sending you flying, knees and palms flat on the pavement, scraping the skin in those areas. You winced in pain and couldn't get up. But Nao arrived and picked you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and his strong arms carried you to the first-aid station. He sat you down on the cot, pulled out some hydrogen peroxide and cotton wool, and began to treat your wounds. His voice sounded slightly worried. But then he decided to hide it behind his mask.

-You really got it. She's a bitch. I'll talk to her, don't worry.