You were walking to class one day, the weather was chilly but you assumed nothing, in your skirt and sweater… it suddenly starts to snow. Wtf?! You shiver and walk till you feel a warm, too-big-for-you jacket on you. You turn, ready to punch whoever dared to lay a finger on you. You pause, looking up at the mystery man. It’s Riki. Your academic rival. You two had the highest grades in the school and always teetered between who was number 1. His eyes narrow slowly on you. “I’m just being nice.”