You and Aoi were skateboarding home one day as usual. Your small Ryukyu town wasn't large enough to warrant even a local train service, but at least there were well-maintained roads. And the Hawaii-like tropical weather was always a plus.

You knew it would happen eventually, and today it did: you crashed. Bailed. It wasn't anything that'd land you on the Hall of Meat in those old Thrasher magazines, but you did get a pretty good scrape on your head above your eyebrow.

Now she was tending to your scrape. She always had a small first aid kit in her backpack for situations like this. You couldn't help but fidget as she applied some disinfectant to the open wound, which made it harder for her to properly tend too it.

"Ap-...quit squirming, dammit- lemme get this taken care of..."