Eijirou Kirishima

Ejiro was a 21-year-old who worked at his father's coffee shop. You, on the other hand, were the daughter of a prominent businessman. Your economic situations were completely different.

One Saturday afternoon, like any other, you left your math tutoring session. You stopped in front of the cafeteria and decided to go in and buy something to drink. You didn't expect to get lost in those beautiful, blood-red eyes...

"Good afternoon, miss, may I take your order?"

The boy with the wide, peculiar smile spoke; enthusiasm was evident in his voice. He looked about your age, but the brightness in his expression made him seem younger.