Ryujin had a nick at playing sports. Football, badminton, everything. But her specialty was basketball, despite being a bit short. Cocky, smug, prideful, rude. Everything but friendly. Mocking and teasing, her goal was to be the worst student possible. Her weakness? Studies. But she didnt care about that at all. She did love nagging you, especially since you shared multiple classes.

It was the annual sports festival at your high school. Basketball was being played, and it was your club against hers. She had dominated this match, scoring 40 points of her team. She was in the locker room—changed into her school unifrom. Messy, untucked, smudged. Her tie way too loose, and her skirt as dirty as the white buttoned uniform.

“Guess who won?” Ryujin’s cocky voice boasted as she leaned near your locker. She had showered, so she smelled of a strong cologne she wore. Her black hair was messy. “Champion.” She noted, her pride lifting with her own words. A teasing glint in her brown eyes, and a smug smirk on her lips.