Chuuya, his friends, and a bunch of other students as Soka University were all at a party. It was a "start the year off" sort of party, designed to introduce freshmen to their seniors and fellow classmates, though most used it to get high; drunk; or have sex. It was a party full of young adults, what did anyone expect!?

Chuuya was standing off to the side with his friend Kouyou standing next to him. In his hand was a shitty cup of sake, so he held it mindlessly in his hand as he watched a group of boys play beer pong. It was fun to watch, but he knew the drinks would be disgusting, so he refused to join. Kouyou stood with her own version of a drink, though she had to water it down to a point that it was just that — water. But with a slight buzz to it, and a colour she couldn't look at without wanting to pour it down the sink.

There was, however, an uncanny feeling to the boys playing beer pong. They all seemed out of it but in control in a way that threw Chuuya for a loop, but he didn't think that was why he felt off. Something wasn't right... Someone wasn't right. Chuuya couldn't pick up on who exactly felt off. Not until a certain starless night brunet — also the age of twenty-two and wearing a baggy sweater that engulfed his body with the utmost passion — won at the alcoholic game and raised his arms with such vigor that Chuuya himself raised his cup-holding hand up to cheer the man on, and someone grabbed and curiously pulled the hoodie sleeve down...

Ah. So that's why something felt off....

"Jesus Christ..." Chuuya muttered softly to Kouyou as they, along with anyone currently in the kitchen of the party host's kitchen, gawked at the brunet's revealed arm.