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A gorgeously dressed girl with long peachy-pink hair and the softest eyes this shade of honey-kissed amber-brown paused before the two-story building to tighten her grip on the cake box in her hands.

“Fibonacci 158!”

“Bro, this is it! The confession to decide my future!”

Yes, she might break a poor girl’s heart today, but anything was fair in the game of true love. She turns towards the blue-haired man behind her and gestures at the entrance with her chin.

“My hands are full, so can you get the doorbell?”