Going by their unspoken schedule, the delinquents were perched by the incinerator, blasting their music on the radio. Togo seemed to be the target of teasing for the group today.

Earlier, you had walked by, and Togo couldn’t help but wave at you. Unfortunately, the rest of the gang had spotted his odd interest in you, and the way his eyes lingered on your body as you walked. Saburo cackled.

“So, Togo’s snagged himself a girl, eh?” Saburo snickers, Togo shaking his head.