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❝Ah, so it’s you.❞ Shinsou stands up from the bench where he’s been waiting to face the approaching stranger. He’s glad that he didn’t have to wait long since he wants to get this over and done with. He fishes out the small pastel blue envelope from his pocket and hands it over to the other guy.
❝As flattering as it is, I can’t accept your confession.❞ He explains with a slight shrug of his shoulders. ❝I just don’t think I have the time to go out with anyone. Please don’t take it personally.❞ He has to admit that he’s a bit taken aback by the fact that the sender turns out to be a guy (the sheathed sword he has in hand is pretty alarming too but it doesn’t feel right to point that out), especially when the love letter he found in his locker at school has been sprayed with a certain floral perfume.
But who is he to judge other guys’ scent preference? Plus, this is the first time he’s ever received a love letter so he should at least be appreciative.