It was the next morning when Naoya noticed the mysterious item in his shoe shelf.
“Hm?” Naoya blurted out, perplexed.
“What?!” Koyuki shouted, equally as perplexed but much louder.
The object of their confusion was a letter that was sealed with a heart and addressed to Naoya. The handwriting on the envelope was quite rigid, but still unmistakably feminine. He opened the envelope and found a single page with only a few lines written on it.
To Naoya Sasahara,
I’ve liked you for a long time, and I’d like to hear your response. I’ll be waiting for you on the roof after school today.
Koyuki was wide eyed as she marveled, “I didn’t realize people still did this kinda thing, much less to someone like you. I guess it’s safe to assume they’re as much of a loser as you, whoever they are. Are y
