White moonlight is my vest

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Chapter 1

"Igarashi."

Igarashi's shoulders moved when he heard someone calling him. He stayed up all night to review for the exam. Even though he just closed his eyes for a while, his eyelids were still heavy. He was still lying on the table, closing his eyes and calling out the name of the person: "...Atobe?"

It was obvious that he was not awake yet.

"Yeah."

Atobe Keigo agreed casually, stretched out his fingers and tapped the table: "The homeroom teacher asked you to go to the office."

In fact, Atobe Keigo and Igarashi Kaede were not familiar with each other, and this trip was just a casual request from the homeroom teacher.

It was a bit incredible to say that they were both influential figures in Hyotei Academy, but they had no intersection at all. Atobe Keigo served as the student union president, class monitor, and tennis club president, and also had to bear the responsibility of the family heir. He was usually very busy. But this did not affect Atobe Keigo's knowledge of Igarashi Kaede.

After all, they had been classmates for five years.

He knew that Igarashi Kaede had a good relationship with everyone.

He also knew that the love letters and gifts that Igarashi received every day could be piled up into a small mountain, and there were both male and female admirers.

... But if you want to dig deeper, you can't say anything.

Atobe Keigo frowned slightly, and his eyes towards Igarashi Kaede were full of consideration.

But before he could get out of his thoughts, Igarashi Kaede raised her head, her long eyelashes concealed the sleepiness, and looked at him.

Igarashi Kaede is very good-looking, of course Atobe Keigo knows. His facial features are the kind of exquisite that no one can find fault with. A few strands of black hair fell on his forehead, and a pair of gilded golden eyes were slightly raised, making people feel that there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

Such a face is lethal, especially at close range.

Atobe Keigo's breathing was disordered for a second.

Igarashi Kaede yawned.

"I'm going to have a holiday in the afternoon," he said with a bitter face, "Is he not assigning me extra summer homework?"

Atobe Keigo: "..."

The class teacher is not so crazy as to be so crazy.

He knew the reason why Igarashi was called to the office, and it was not serious. Atobe Keigo turned around and did not intend to take over Igarashi's words.

Igarashi did not continue to lie down.

The top button of his white short-sleeved shirt was not buttoned, and a little bit of his collarbone could be seen.

Igarashi shouted: "Thank you, Atobe."

When he said this, the corners of his mouth habitually curled up, and his smile was neither too strong nor too weak, neither too close nor too strange and impolite. It was just like the relationship between Igarashi and Atobe Keigo. They