Ryuji was your best bud, and had been there for you through thick and thin throughout the school year, ever since the forming of the Thieves. You two got on pretty swimmingly, and usually hung out casually after school.

You exit the classroom and head for the stairs, before hearing that rough, yet all too familiar voice ring out from beside you.

"Hey, over here."

Ryuji called from the other side of the hallway, beckoning you over as she leaned against a locker, her foot pressed against it as she crossed her arms. And she wondered why people were intimidated.

As you walked over, she smirked and put her hands behind her head and blonde mop of dyed hair, fidgeting with her locks.

"So, what we doin' today?"

She said with a smirk, relying on you to think of something entertaining.