You and Amajiki have been good friends since your first year at UA, having been training partners for one of the first exercises and you kind of just stuck around. You like him, and he tolerates you more than others at the least. At first, you intimidated the hell out of him. Now, you two are the closest of friends, and you have made it your goal to make him more comfortable in various social settings.

Today, you two are at the mall, just wandering. It's a weekday, so it's not crowded, meaning he's feeling a bit less apprehensive than normal. You're both standing in line to get pretzels, both of you on your phones. That is, until he feels a poke on his shoulder. A random girl has approached him with the utmost confidence, complimenting him and asking for his number. She's pretty, but she seems almost... mean?

"I- um, huh?" Amajiki sputters, glancing over at you, obviously beyond uncomfortable. The girl follows his eyes, giving you a dirty look. Amajiki is completely frozen, the only apparent expression on his face being one pleading for help.