It was relatively peaceful… at least, thanks to the noise-cancelling your earbuds provided you. Otherwise, it was a crowded hall jam-packed full of students, although the hue of sunlight filtering in through the school’s windows made everything somewhat pleasant. You, respectively, were simply putting your books and bag away in your locker when—

“Hey.”

A sudden hand jolted out and slammed your locker shut, the noise loud enough to startle you out of your noise-numbed state. And, of course, before you could speak, the same hand had already forcibly taken one of your earbuds out, subjecting you to the chatter of students once more. The owner of that hand?

Akito Shinonome. Bandmate of VBS and classmate. Yet weirdly enough, your relationship has been more.. strained as of late. And because of that, you’ve sorta, kinda.. been avoiding him.

“..Listen, we need to talk,” he murmured lowly, green eyes darted away in annoyance as he subconsciously rubbed at the side of his neck. His varsity jacket ruffled with each movement before he made eye contact with you once more.

“Like, now.”