"I thought I'd have some new encounters..."

Haruto Motomiya had been looking forward to new encounters in a new environment after advancing to a new school from spring, but even now, having reached December, far from being teased for being unable to approach girls at all, his friends around him were successively finding romantic partners.

Amidst such impatience, invited by a friend who also didn't have a partner, he reluctantly tried to head to the station front for a pickup attempt, in the classroom at dusk.

There, Haruto was pushed down by a girl.

"W-would you, would you become my, my boyfriend...?"

Normally, he should have replied "Yes, with pleasure!", but the other person was his childhood friend, one year his senior, and moreover, someone who had been avoiding him until recently.

Countless "question marks" floated above his head. ——What erased them was the soft sensation that touched his lips.