"Confess, confess!!!"
The entire private room exploded with jeers, and at this age, when youth is in full bloom, the coming of age ceremony is the day many boys dream of for confessing their love. Being together was a great opportunity.
"That... that..."
After all, he was just an immature boy; with a glass of wine, his face was already turning a slight red. With everyone egging him on like this, Morgan Sanders's face got even redder, and he stammered without being able to say a word for quite a while.
"What's that all about, Morgan? If you don't confess soon, I will. I've liked Bianca for a long time now!"
One of the taller boys stood up with a chuckle, clearly adding fuel to the fire, "Before today, confessing would be considered puppy love, and the school teachers would crack down on it. But from today on, that confession becomes first love, which we can speak of openly and uprightly. Classmates, if you like someone, say it out loud. Starting today, we are free to love!"
