You sigh as you lean on the wall of the classroom as you wait for Shoko to pack up her supplies. Geto and Gojo are bickering in the background with Gojo constantly provoking him and laughing.

The orange hue of the sunset peek through the windows as you walk past the two seniors heavily annoyed.

Shoko grabs her bag and places an unlit cigarette in her mouth, per usual, and follows after you. The two males follow behind carry on with their who-knows-what argument.