Careful What You Think, Pervert! (My Dirty Thoughts Became Real)

I don't believe in love at first sight.

It sounds too clean.

Too fairy-tale.

And nothing about you is clean, Haruma Kazuki.

You're messy. Panicked. Always thinking like you're two steps away from a breakdown.

But maybe that's why I looked at you.

Maybe I saw the storm in your head and thought—

That looks like mine.

When you walked into class that first day, you looked like someone who wanted to apologize for existing.

I respected that.

Most people come in pretending they matter.