Childhood sweetheart... Asai Nagisa doesn't know if she and Yukimura Seiichi are worthy of each other.
They met in the third grade of elementary school, when the cherry blossoms were flying.
When she was still ignorant at the time, her first impression when she saw him was that he was so beautiful, like a prince.
He was wearing an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans. His purple-blue hair produced a soft halo under the light. His purple-blue eyes were like stars twinkling in the dark night, transparent and bright. With the smile on his face, he looked like a little prince who had stepped out of a storybook.
Because her father had repeatedly told her that his friend's child was a "son" and not a "daughter," so no matter how beautiful he looked, she still didn't dare to call him "sister."
"Hello, I'm Asai Nagisa."
"I'm Seiichi Yukimura, hello."
His smile was like a spring breeze, gentle and elegant, gently brushing her heart.
Although she thought his smile was beautiful, she never fell in love with him because of it.