Lacking the courage to confess to my childhood friend, Marika, I make a strong wish upon a shooting star. And now, I can see the lovemeters over the girls in my class. Confused by this surreal sight, I look over at Marika, only to find that her meter’s had a total meltdown to rotten depths…?! Marika, why is it that you were always so kind to me, then…? What is the real meaning behind the lovemeter…?
