First, we got Katayama, who’s basically trying to solve the mysterious girl named Nishida. This senior is cooler than the other side of the pillow, locked up tighter than Fort Knox. Katayama’s big brain move? Nerd out about costume design. Talking velvet and stitching patterns is his magic key. For a second, he thinks he’s cracked the code, sharing a vibe over a sketchpad.
Then, BAM! Nishida slides into his DMs with a link hotter than a parking lot in August. Katayama clicks it and his phone practically melts. It’s a gallery of Nishida himself, serving looks in the very outfits they geeked over. The next day, Nishida drops a casual “So, what did you think?”
Meanwhile in the 2nd story, we got Uchino. This dude joined the student council with a heart full of noble intentions and a brain full of president-worship for the legendary Megumi Hosokura. He pictured serious debates and filing paperwork, a real snooze-fest of responsibility.
Trying to focus on meeting minutes, all he can see is Megumi across the table, doing… a movement. A specific, rhythmic, unmistakable movement. His brain short-circuits. Is she…? Nah. Could she be…? No way. But is she?! He’s trapped in a silent horror movie of his own hormones, sweating bullets and dying inside.
This awkward standoff explodes when Megumi’s papers take a dive. Uchino, the good scout, ducks down to help and gets a front-row, eye-level view of the truth. It’s the most explicit “Eureka!” moment in history. The perfect president has a secret hobby, and Uchino just got a VIP pass to the scandal. His dignified dream job just became a front-row seat to a one-woman show he was NOT prepared for.
Two guys, two obsessions.