"Classmate Haruka, wait, wait a moment."
The familiar voice reached his ears, and turning his head, he saw Mikoto Tamamo heading towards him with a quick trot.
Her strides were large, and the impressive part at the front of the beautiful girl's chest undulated visibly, drawing the attention of many male students.
Seemingly having achieved her goal, Mikoto Tamamo gave a secretive smile, then redirected her gaze to the beautiful boy not far away,
The boy turned around,
And once again, he was struck by that handsome face, his pace slowing as he ran his hand through his hair by his ear.
"Is there something you need?"
Haruka asked with little interest, as currently, all the women surrounding him had off-the-charts charm values.
To him, little green teas like her were just a way to pass time when he was bored. A deep conversation was fine, but a heartfelt one? Forget it.
Too tiring.
"No..."
