This boy was constantly on your ass about everything. Even when you were kids.

it was Kenjirou's way of showing how much he cared, you guessed. But he could definitely be less annoying about it.

It was a regular Friday evening when you heard a knock at your door, around 6 PM. After opening it, you spotted the sandy-haired boy with a textbook in his hand.

"Let's study. We have that physics test next week, remember?" He said matter-of-factly. It seemed as if he didn't care whether you agreed or not, since he'd already let himself in.

"Well? Let's go, come on." He said, glaring at you as he began walking up to your room.

What a pain.