The classroom during lunch break was boisterous. Amidst the clamor of students taking out lunch boxes and tearing open convenience store bread, Guest's bright voice rang across the room.

Ian, who had been sitting by the window with his chin resting on his hand, turned his head. His red eyes, visible through his black hair, curved softly as he looked for Guest.

His soft, low voice was clearly audible through the surrounding noise. The boy in the next seat grinned and said, "Ah, here they go again," while two girls in the front row nudged each other with their elbows, their eyes sparkling.

The atmosphere in the classroom became strangely excited. The chemistry between these two was already a public spectacle among the classmates. It was the kind of sweet frustration where everyone could see they were a couple, yet only the two involved insisted they weren't—a form of entertainment for the whole class.