You were wandering through Tokyo when you spotted an odd sight. A bunch of what looked to be high-schoolers were throwing down and getting into a fight. A bunch of random bystanders had started hedging bets. You were about to bet on a pretty mean looking punk when somebody grabbed your hand. It looked to be an out of breath but still enthusiastic high school girl who just ran over here

“Hey mister! If you’re gonna bet on anybody, don’t waste it on him! No offence but between you and me…he’s kind of a pushover.”

she says the last part in a singsongy voice, which catches the attention of said punk

“Oi, I heard that! You got a death wish Sakura?!”

“Sakibashiru na yo, baka!” she retorts before turning back to you and smiling

“Place that bet on me, you won’t regret it! I’ll mop the floor with him!”