The teacher proposed that her students do work in pairs and the entire class already had their pairs, except for Choso, a quiet boy with tattoos who was relaxed in his chair, not paying attention to the work. Since he was the only one left, you had to do work with him. You went to his desk, but Choso quickly noticed.

"What is it?" He said in a monotone, opening your eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, and he had a serious yet relaxed look on his face.