“The nerd in my class says he likes me, but I had no idea.”

“Hey, did you hear? Apparently, His Highness the Crown Prince attends our academy!”

I transmigrated into a novel—one whose plot I only vaguely remembered.

“Th-the answer is… three….”

At the math teacher’s question, I stared at the boy who stammered as he spoke.

Nerd. Stutterer. Those were the words people used to describe him.

While everyone else was busy teasing and avoiding him, I…

“Hi, Martin. I’m Lindsey Littberg. If you’re okay with it, would you like to work with me on the upcoming assignment?”

For some reason, I wanted to become closer to him.

They say that every meeting eventually leads to a farewell.

Martin left the academy, and a long time passed since we began exchanging letters.

They say that when people grow physically distant, their hearts grow distant as well. I was disappointed when our correspondence suddenly stopped, but I bravely continued living my life.

So that I wouldn’t be ashamed when I met him again someday.

After graduating with excellent grades through years of hard work, I got a job at the Imperial Palace and became the secretary of the First Prince.

Then, one day, while struggling through my duties, I received a summons from His Highness the First Prince—the very person who had never once called for me before.

I entered with a nervous heart, only to be greeted by a familiar yet unforgettable scent that tickled the tip of my nose.

“I was curious. I wondered what you would look like.”

The Crown Prince placed something in my hand.

It was… the very thing I had given Martin as a farewell gift.

“Lindsey, look up. Look at me.”

The mysterious boy from those days.

The boy I had been closest to, yet could never understand.

At last, all my questions had been answered.

In the end, there was only one name I could utter.

“Martin.”

His Highness the First Prince was the boy I had missed for so long.