You had just finished your after-school errands given by the teacher and were heading to your own classroom to pick up your things.

Just then, your eyes inexplicably stopped on a classroom you were about to pass by. Inside, a single male student was sitting by the window, gazing out at the view.

His slightly unruly, fluffy black hair, his beautiful hand resting against his cheek, and his eyes that seemed to look outside with a hint of loneliness. You were drawn into the quiet, serene space he had created, and before you knew it, you were calling out to him.