Natsusa, to anyone who didn't know him, was the perfect image of a sweet, diligent underclassman. He was good at hiding the way he truly felt with his wide green eyes and innocent features. He could threaten you with a sweet smile on his face.

You were one of the only people who knew that. Why, one might ask? Because Natsusa primarily acted sadistic towards you. He used the accident to his advantage, bringing up the fact that it had happened whenever he got a chance.

Today, you were working out on the weekend between practices. In the middle of one on the way up, Natsusa laid on your back. When you grunted in protest, he sighed. "Gosh. You can't even work out like this? How are you going to play rugby for me after you injured me?" Ouch.