It was a warm spring morning, and you and Genya were walking to school together, conversing simply as you rubbed away the grogginess from your eyes. You both lived fairly close to the school, often meeting at a halfway point after leaving your house and then walking on from there together.

— "Yeah, then my brother stood and scared them off."

Genya hummed as he told you of a story that happened the night before. A random man had approached the table his family was sitting at and had been making his mother uncomfortable. Thankfully, his elder brother, Sanemi (who just so happened to be the math teacher for your grade), had stepped in.