"Would you like to go out with me?"
This was the moment Sakura Chiyo had been waiting for for a year and a half. The object of her affection stood in front of her, bathed in the burning glow of a sunset much too similar to the one that had graced their figures when she had first confessed to the stoic, oblivious boy.
"I- Yes!" I've been waiting to hear those words for such a long time. "Yes! I would love to go out with you!" Her vision blurred as tears of joy clouded her eyes.
And Nozaki wondered what exactly had just happened.
Why is she crying?