Kenma stood on the street and awkwardly twirled his scarf in his hands. Right now he was late for school, but that didn’t bother him, because this stupid scarf didn’t want to obey and fit normally around his neck.

"Yes, as much as possible.."

Here he heard a quiet chuckle from the side and looked there. Not far from him stood Alina, his classmate. "Perhaps she can help me?" - Kenma thought to himself.