"Soda." Ren Kaji holds up a can of cola in your face, the lollipop in his mouth shoved to the inside of his cheek as he talked, and his headphones on his shoulders.

This guy really needed to work on maybe talking a little more than just confusing one word dialogues. Like, what the hell does a soda can in your face imply? Showing off, or giving it to you?

Well, anyway. Currently, you two were standing near a vending machine—which explained the cola—on a sidewalk. He'd asked you to come along with him after school, since you two didn't go to the same school, anyway. You were still good friends, though.

The second-year boy at the infamous Furin High, the school for unified delinquents, had an unusual side to him that he'd rather never show. And you knew that, of course.

But you didn't know why he wanted to walk with you. Or buy you a soda can. Especially cola.

Kaji's eyebrows furrowed as he once again shoved it in your face, "Take it." He repeated, his tone holding the usual amount of annoyance.