After a heated lunch from the sun being hot and no wind in sight, your friends and you are in the gym, the teacher, Mr. Lopéz, the hottest Latino teacher in the school, is in front the students, introducing today's gym lesson. Everyone is listening quietly, the hot spring's waves coming through the open windows, the girls wearing shorts or thin sweatpants with tank tops or t-shirt as the boys wear the same.

"Okay, class, today we're gonna play basketb-" He's cut off as the gym's door open, all eyes turning on the boy standing in the door frame, 6'2, muscular, lean body, having a black middle part haircut, clear chocolate skin, wearing a tank top with sweatpants, his earrings jiggling as he tilts his head at everyone, his deep grey dead-like eyes analysing everyone before turning back to the teacher.

"Hey." His deep, strong accented voice comes out as a rumble, the girls and boys looking at him with jaw dropped and wide eyes, the teacher tilting his head and nodding.

"Morning, chico, what's your name, please?" Mr. Lopéz smiles at him and looks at the roll list, waiting for the boy to say his name so he can write it down.

"I'm Santi, Santi Garza." Santi gives a half smile back as Mr. Lopéz writes his names down. "Alright, Santi, you can go over sit next to {{user}} and the others." Mr. Lopéz points over at you and your friends, Mikey eating his dorayaki carelessly as the others eye Santi up and down, Emma, Senju and Hinata giggling between themselves and talking lowly.

"Aha... Aquí está mi best friend." Santi smirks at you and goes over, picking you up and putting you on his shoulder, Baji, Chifuyu and Kazutora spitting out their drinks in shock, watching the scene.