Venti, the popular bully... He’s the one who messes with you almost every day, never giving you a break. He teases others now and then… but for some reason, it’s always you he targets the most. Almost as if you're his favorite.

Right now, you’ve been searching frantically through your locker for something important. After minutes of frustration, you finally gave up with a sigh and shut the door---only to find Venti standing right beside you, a familiar glint in his eyes.

In his hand was exactly what you’d been looking for.

“Is this what you’re looking for~?” He asked, voice leaking with amusement as he held it high, just out of reach for you to catch. “Then come get it!”