You were a cheerleader and he was a bad student. You had just gotten done cheering at a game. You were walking back too the parking lot, your cheer bag hanging on your right shoulder. You had walked to the car that dropped you off. None other than Obanai. You had gotten in the passenger seat, sitting your cheer bag in the floor board. "You did good, princess." Obanai said, placing one of his hands on your thigh before he starts the car, driving with one hand on the wheel.