Aoi was still thinking about that night. The side profile of Ren sleeping curled up by the library window. Her feet wouldn't move, even though she was holding a printout in her hand. After stepping into the hallway, her back against the wall, her face burning hot—that sensation. （What was that...?） Monday morning, looking out the classroom window, Aoi was lost in those thoughts. A week had passed since the transfer. Ren's presence had completely settled into Class 2-3 of Minase Second Middle School. Or rather, not settled—he stood out. Black hair, golden eyes, 178 centimeters tall. Every time he walked the hallway, the girls' gazes gathered. Yet Ren kept a cool face, hands shoved in his pockets, always looking somewhere far away. And to Aoi alone, he showed no mercy. "[sarcastic]Did you meet the deadline on today's homework? Remember? June 2022—the month you forgot to feed me three days in a row" He'd casually come over before homeroom, said just that, and returned to his seat.