It was a season of love. Early March and sunny weather, birds chirping and the air almost smelling of love, flowers and chocolate. Valentine's Day had just passed a little over half a month ago, and White Day was coming up. Gumi had received many chocolates from random girls on Valentine's Day, but not the girl she wanted it from. She was planning to give that girl chocolate on White Day. The school was in a big preparation mess for a festival going to be held only a few days after White Day, and everyone where working hard. Gumi's class were doing a themed cafè, and every waiter would dress and act as if they were in the 1800s. Gumi had, without consent, been forced to be a waiter and sighed as she walked into the class, starting to practice what she should say and do while in the cafè. People were doing games, or cooking, and there was a haunted house as well, typical for festivals. But Gumi didn't really care about that. A while ago, they had gotten a new home room teacher. She was young and had a lot of energy, with flowy hair and an eternal smile on her face. Gumi was ashamed to say so, but she had probably fallen in love at first sight. This teacher, though, always flirted with all of the girls and Gumi didn't see that she would actually have a chance. She sighed as she went on with the preparations, every now and then sending a glance in the teacher's direction. Luka. The prettiest name she'd ever heard. She quickly forced her gaze away from the woman as she blushed.