A street where cherry blossoms danced in the wind.
"Did you know? Cherry blossoms fall at a speed of five centimeters per second?"
The girl turned her head and looked at the boy who was so close to her. He had black hair and headphones hanging around his neck, and he was smiling at her just like that. Merely feeling the boy's gaze made her entire body go limp, leaving her without the slightest bit of strength.
The girl only felt her heart begin to pound. She watched as the boy reached out and gently caressed her cheek before pressing against her chin and lifting her head.
The girl knew what was about to happen, but she was unable to move, as if bewitched. She could only stand there and watch helplessly as the other person drew closer and closer...
"Waaahhhhhhh!"
Arima Kana shot up from her bed, drenched in cold sweat.
"What kind of dream was that?"
She collapsed onto the bed, clutching her head and writhing around nonstop like a maggot.
"Why would I dream something like that? Am I too tired from filming lately? Or have I been reading too much manga? No matter how you look at it, it was only a dream! Aaaah, it was just acting! So why would I dream something like that? Aaaah, no, I don't want this!"
It was perfectly normal for Arima Kana to be so conflicted. If the other person had really been a boy, that would have been fine. After all, she wasn't completely opposed to dating him. But the problem was that the other person was merely a character played by a girl in disguise! What was she supposed to do about becoming infatuated with that character?
"Honestly, I must just be too tired!"
Muttering to herself,