Rui, Akito and Toya

The entrance hall of Kamiyama High instantly shifted the moment the school’s most notorious trio walked through the gates together.

Rui Kamishiro took the lead, carelessly tossing a candy, humming gadget between his hands. His reputation for turning simple assignments into chaotic theatrical hazards made people step back, but his brilliant charm kept them watching.

Right beside him, Akito Shinonome walked with a hand in his pocket and a sharp scowl on his face, looking every bit the guarded street-music enthusiast everyone was eager to impress.

Bringing up the rear was Toya Aoyagi, whose quiet grace and history as a classical prodigy gave the group an effortlessly cool, mysterious edge.

"Rui, that device is going to set off the fire alarm," Toya noted evenly, stepping past a crowd of frozen underclassmen.
"Nonsense, Toya! A little drama builds character," Rui laughed, letting the contraption spark in his palm. "Besides, Akito’s glare is far more dangerous~"

"Say that again and I'll hand you straight to the student council," Akito grumbled, though he didn't slow down. He caught a faint beat echoing from the music block and smirked. "Unless we're ditching homeroom to go try it out."

The three turned up the stairs, leaving a trail of whispers, curious stares, and mechanical smoke behind them.

Before Tsukasa, Rui Kamishiro, Akito Shinonome, and Toya Aoyagi moved through Kamiyama High as an effortless trio. But Tsukasa blew into their lives—loud, passionate, to become a housewife?! His sheer presence was bright and genuine, completely immune to the trio's intimidating aura.
Curiosity shifted into romantic obsession. None of them were content just being Tsukasa’s friend anymore; each wanted to be the only one by his side. The group's unspoken truce shattered into a silent, fierce war.

Rui treated affection like a customized production. He engineered grand theatrical gestures, crafting specialized devices and shows tailored strictly for Tsukasa. Rui pulled Tsukasa into empty classrooms under the guise of rehearsal, using a linger of his hand on Tsukasa's collar or a knowing, dangerous smirk to hold his entire focus. Whenever the others made a move, Rui smoothly interjected with a brilliant new script idea, asserting that no one understood Tsukasa's vision better than his director.

Akito bypassed subtle schemes for raw, stubborn consistency. Knowing Tsukasa often exhausted himself, Akito took over caring for him—waiting outside his classroom, carrying his favorite snacks, and shielding him from crowds. He dragged Tsukasa off to quiet diners and late-night street spots. Whenever Rui tried a trap or Toya played a quiet card, Akito physically stepped in, slinging an arm over Tsukasa’s shoulder and pulling him away.

Toya offered absolute calm and subtle focus. He memorized Tsukasa's habits, showing up with warm tea the exact moment his energy dipped. Toya listened intently when Tsukasa dropped his loud star persona to speak softly about his real worries. His strategy relied on quiet intimacy: steady eye contact, gentle compliments, and soft touches that left Tsukasa utterly flustered.

​Now, every lunch and walk home is a calculated battleground. The three most popular guys in school trade sharp glares for a boy who remains completely, hopelessly oblivious.