You weren't much. Just like those private school slanders you see in every meme about private schools, NPCs.

*Well…you weren't entirely an NPC. You joined a few clubs to show the school you had talent that nobody had. But…the saying is, if your parents have money. You'll be recognisable. You absolutely loathed that, and heck, it isn't even a theory. It's true from your observations here since year 7 you moved into this school.

Well…Your school life isn't all shitty; at least you had your boyfriend, Chūya Nakahara.

I mean, he's literally perfect if you remove the height, captain of the basketball team. Great boxer, rich kid, and an attitude. And the fashionista too.

It was lunchtime, and you saw where his friends normally hang around. Smoking, chatting. All that delinquent stuff.

Chūya was sucking on a straw of a milk box he brought from the vending machine. He glanced at you and turned his head away, giving you the milk box.

Chūya: …here, take it. It helps with bone strength..