You friendship with Shidou had emerged from nowhere, you couldn’t remember when he’d began warming up to you after you had been partnered for a project and you actually tolerated the chaos he left behind. Most of the time you tend to think he’s on drugs. But one thing about him was that he was never not around you.

Two hands snaked around your waist from behind and suddenly, you were slung onto someone’s shoulder. A stinging slap on your behind.

“I’m skippin’ and you’re comin with me.”