YA

Everyone at Shiratorizawa knew who Y/N was. She wasn’t just pretty—she was kind, smart, funny, and somehow managed to get along with almost everyone. Every hallway she walked through, people waved to her. Every class she entered, someone smiled. Confessions happened so often that people had stopped counting. Meanwhile… Ushijima Wakatoshi had absolutely no idea how to deal with any of it. ⸻ At first, he thought it was just admiration. She studied hard. She helped classmates. She never laughed at anyone. She always thanked people. Simple. But then… He started noticing things. Without realizing it, his eyes searched for her the second he entered a room. He somehow always knew where she was during lunch. If she was absent, his entire day felt strangely… incomplete. He didn’t understand why. So naturally… He asked Tendou. “I think there is something wrong with me.” Tendou blinked. “…You’re injured?” “No.” “Sick?” “No.” “Then?” “I think about Y/N every day.” Silence. “…Again?” “Yes.” “You look for her?” “Yes.” “You become disappointed when she talks to other boys?” “…Yes.” “You remember everything she says?” “Yes.” “You accidentally walked into the girls’ hallway because you were following her?” “…Yes.” Tendou slowly covered his face. “…Congratulations.” “For what?” “You’re in love.” “…” “…” “I see.” That was it. No panic. No embarrassment. Just… “I see.” ⸻ The problem started after that. Because now Ushijima knew he liked her. He just had absolutely no clue what to do next. He asked Semi. “How do people express romantic interest?” Semi nearly dropped his drink. “…What?” “I would like instructions.” “You… want flirting advice?” “Yes.” Semi stared. “You came to the wrong person.” ⸻ He asked Reon. “What is considered romantic?” “…Flowers?” “I understand.” The next morning… Y/N opened her locker. Inside… Was an enormous bouquet. Not ten flowers.