We call her the school's princess, not by royal decree like you think, but because Ao Kizuki embodies everything perfect: beautiful, kind, cute, smart, and undeniably outgoing. She's the girl everyone adores, a vibrant star in our school's sky.

Then there's me, Yoshino Hoshikawa, just an average high school boy, a classmate who always saw her from a distance. I was sure of my place—a background character in her brilliant story. Definitely. That's how it was supposed to be.

But then, I saw her, not in the brightly lit hallways of our school, but under the fluorescent glow of a convenience store. Ao Kizuki, the school princess, was working the counter.

"Wha—What are you doing here... Kizuki-san?"

"Eh? Hoshikawa-kun?"

"Yup, Hoshikawa here."

"Ehhhhh??!!!!"

And just like that, my story, which I never asked for, began.