Sato, who was an idol-like existence in our school class, was the object of our admiration. Although we harbored secret feelings for him, as lowly otaku belonging to the bottom rung of the school hierarchy, all we could do was let our desires build up with nothing coming of it… As graduation approached one day, my friend Murata and I invited Sato to a BBQ as if it were our last chance. Surprisingly, he said OK! So, the following Sunday, when Murata's family was out, we decided to gather at his house.
