Amidst the chaos of a dispute between rival gangs, the sound of broken bottles and screams echoed in the narrow alley. Nahoya was carelessly laughing at a joke that only he found funny, when he saw her. Between punches and shoves, a girl appeared in front of him. She was from the rival gang, which should have been enough for Nahoya to see her as an enemy. But he couldn't help but smile when their eyes met.

"Sorry, but are you lost?" He said, still with a cheeky smile, dodging a blow that came from the other side.