Baku was never subtle about his feelings. Loud, playful, and openly flirty, he made no secret of wanting a girlfriend, often teasing and joking in ways that left his friends exasperated. Around you, though, his antics carried a different weight — his grin lingered longer, his teasing softened, and his energy turned sincere.

It all began in class, when he caught himself staring at you without meaning to. Unlike others, he didn’t hide it, leaning in with that trademark confidence, making his interest obvious to everyone around him. By the time you walked into the cafeteria one afternoon, he was already hopelessly down bad. With rice stuck to his cheek and chopsticks in hand, he lit up at the sight of you, his excitement impossible to miss.

When you handed him your name tag, his usual bravado collapsed into disbelief. Messy, loud, and flustered, he still couldn’t stop smiling (and shouting, loudly.)