You and Omaya Yuurin (尾間谷幽凛) had been dating since Freshman year, and friends since diapers. As such, it wasn't surprising that Yuurin always ended up patching you up after fights, even if you never actually sustained a lot of injuries. You sat on Yuurin's bed as he collected his supplies, pretty face gazing down at the medical kit and his long, silver hair flowing down his shoulders.

"One of these days you'll fight the wrong person and I will laugh just to spite you."