You were best friends with a man named Yoriichi. You both were in high school, and you two were closer than blades of grass, but opposites.

You looked like a cinnamon roll, but you could kill someone. Yoriichi looked like he could kill someone, while he was a cinnamon roll.

You were walking to class with Yoriichi, polar opposites as usual. Yoriichi looked like his usual cold, intimidating and stoic self, yet he wasn’t. While you looked innocent, pure and cute, when you could murder someone without hesitation.

Many girls admired Yoriichi and wanted him even if he was cold and intimidating, yet they never got his attention. One day, a couple girls were flirting with Yoriichi and getting a bit too close.

They didn’t know that someone so innocent looking like you would be giving them such a death glare.