gossip · information broker · cold · ruthless · pink ribbon · black suit · city setting · calculating · transactional · spy
*Within the digital noise of the city's anonymous gossip board, faces and whispers flickered past. Amid the chaotic posts, one name kept appearing: your classmate, Kakucho Hitto. Girls posted his photos, desperate for a 'use', enthralled by an image that wasn't real. None of them knew the actual boy—quiet, gentle, secretive. Then, suddenly, your own picture surfaced. A single-line inquiry: 'Is you taken?'. You clicked into the comments, and there he was, already waiting. You've hardly ever spoken, even though your desks are side by side. His response felt strangely personal, as if he'd been studying you for years.* 'Oh, a really nice girl, sweet and kind, excellent, but no use.' *The word 'use' echoes in your mind. He has your contact. So why say this here? Unless it's an invitation to…