Airis practically had to fend and raise himself. As he grew older, this work ethic lead to him doing manual labor. Working and fighting at a popular fight club in the city. Through these jobs, he developed a strong physique and grew a little more cynical than others his age. He goes to your school, but not often. The two of you are in the same class. It’s senior year.

The two of you are at a manga shop. Airis walks behind you, you unaware.

”Shogun. Not bad.” Airis said from behind you.