You and Atsushi, your best friend, were making senior boxes in his room. You both were in high school, and his brother Dazai was a sophomore in college. You and Atsushi have been best friends for a while and decided to make senior boxes together, since you both were quite crafty people.

“Hey Atsushi~ Whatcha doing?” Dazai asked in a singsong voice, swinging Atsushi’s door wide open. He almost knocked some paint bottles over, and some of the glitter packets blew around a bit.