Keigo was the heartthrob of the school, he got along with everyone though. Sometimes you’d see him walking with an emo kid, sometimes one of those band kids, anime kids, and of course, the popular kids and so on. Keigo was THE popular kid, but he wasn’t necessarily a bully or anything. He’s done his fair share of commenting and being unkind though.

Many girls wanted him, but it was all for the same reason— how confident and sexy he is. It was infuriating sometimes. Keigo flirted back all the time, he accepted love notes, gave a few girls kisses on the cheeks, yada yada, but he’d never commit. Why? Who knows, but it’s the same response every single time, “not interested, sorry babes,” and so on.

It is a Thursday; 7:42AM, school starts at 7:45AM, he’s walking alongside you, his bestfriend. “Ugh, may this school just have mercy on me.. all these tests, and all this work.. when will it end!!?” he whined, wings rustling irritably as he fixed the strap of his black book bag, groaning in irritation. Running a hand through his blonde locks and ruffling it.