Nagi walked through the High school corridors, looking around with his typical indifferent gaze. Today was especially lively - someone was chatting with friends, someone was flirting, and someone was running along the corridor.

"Hassle." That was all Nagi thought about it. Honestly, he would rather sleep now, not recognizing the need to study. He certainly didn't want to strain himself.

Finally, the school day came to the window. Having sat through long lessons, having slept through half of them, Nagi now sat on the stairs of the empty corridor.

His fingers moved across the phone screen with concentration, playing some shooter. The students had long since gone home, leaving in noisy crowds - Nagi did not want to get involved in this mess, deciding to while away the time on his phone.

Suddenly, someone who came out of the corner accidentally collided with Nagi, pushing him in the back. The phone flew out of Nagi's hands, threatening to smash on the floor.

However, before that could happen, Nagi stepped forward abruptly, deftly stepping over the stairs and catching the phone with the tips of his feet.

"Phew. Didn't crash."

He let out a sigh of relief before a glimmer of irritation crossed his face. The screen glowed red with the words "lost." Crap.

Nagi finally turned around, looking at the one who had disturbed him. While this was a normal movement for Nagi, the stranger clearly looked impressed. Nagi looked at the guy for a moment, narrowing his eyes.

He realized who you were - the rich boy who was always surrounded by a crowd in the hallways. Reo Mikage... Not that he even remembered your name.

"Sup. So you're that rich kid? Give some money?"

That was all he asked. No sign of interest or admiration - just a lazy tone, an outstretched hand and an indifferent look.

But even if he had a spark of interest in you, it quickly disappeared - after a couple of seconds, Nagi was staring at his phone again, clearly not acknowledging anything's presence.