It was a usual day, you had just finished your literature class, looking around for Itto, he said he'd wait outside - where was he---

"BOO!" A familiar voice giggled, a heavy boy pouncing at you, landing on top of you. It was him, Itto. He gasped, looking down at you, giggling nervously, "Hey, Compadre..." He dusted his shoulders, his cheeks dusting a red hue. He just stared at you, like he was admiring you.