COTE : Is Talent Everything? (Rewrite)

The week after surviving the mixed training camp.

As I walked to school along the same unchanged path as always, I noticed a crowd gathered near the entrance. The students were a mix of classes and grades, but the one thing they all had in common was that they were all girls.

"Ayanokouji, what's this about?"

I happened to spot Ayanokouji, who had also stopped in front of the entrance, and called out to him.

"Probably that," he replied, pointing.

Following his gaze, I saw Hirata at the center of the crowd, smiling awkwardly as he accepted something.

"Hirata-kun! This is for Valentine's!"

A girl timidly held out a neatly wrapped square box to him. Soon after, all the other girls present began handing things to Hirata as well.

Ah, I see.

"Valentine's Day, huh..."

I hadn't paid much attention to it, so I'd forgotten, but today was February 14th—Valentine's Day. Seeing someone as good-looking as Hirata surrounded like this made perfect sense.