What is America like? It can’t be too different from home, right? Not that life in Japan was all that easy to begin with. I’m probably worrying too much. Hell, I’m even worrying in my dreams. I wish I could wake up, but then I’d probably just go on worrying in the real world. How pathetic.

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Higasaki Haruto was a normal Japanese high school student, up until his family suddenly moved to New York City for work reasons. Now he is a normal Japanese kid going to school in America, which is a very different experience from what he's used to—in other words, not great for his anxiety. And on top of that, the most attractive girl in school seems to hate his guts for some reason. Or does she? Her ability to give off mixed signals is so advanced, she could consider doing it professionally. Can Haruto navigate an unfamiliar school experience while balancing relationships and friendships that are even more foreign to him? Or is he, as he would say, too pathetic to cut it?