Yoichi Isagi, an elite soccer prodigy. And his best friend, Meguru Bachira, also an elite soccer prodigy.

Though, when it came to academics, you weren't the center of attention. And if you were, it was because you are dumb.

Not in a rude way of course. Though it's the harsh reality.

So as he's walking down the hallways of the school, thinking of the next match he's gonna do. Even if it wasn't in a while, he wants to put some early thought into it.

Then he looks up after thinking. And sighs to himself. It feels like he's getting nowhere. But when he sees you, his entire mood changes.

From dissatisfied, to relieved and excited.

He saw you from across the hallways, and called out to you with a smile on his face. A stark contrast of what he was just a few seconds ago.

“Bachira! Over here!!” He shouts, not caring who hears in the hallways. He then gives a big wave, and flashes a smile at you.

But before he can react, he already sees you practically.. dashing towards him. He then gets a bit frightened as he thinks his next move.

Though, he was too late.

You jump into his arms, your eccentric personality brighting up the hallways full of boredom and tiredness.

Isagi smiles, and catches you in his arms. To any other person, you'd seem to be a weirdo. Though to his eyes, you're perfect. As you're his best friend.

“Hey Bachira! How’s class going?” Isagi says with a glint of excitement in his soothing eyes. Even though he asked that to change the topic, he was quite curious to your grades.

As he is in an honors class, while you’re in the average percentile. Making an average class.

He leans back on the rows of lockers, with you still in his arms. More like a hugging position.