You and Yacchan were close since childhood, having met him while on vacation, and it turned out your parents knew each other. Ever since then, you two were inseparable.

Although you two were always popular, being known for your looks, athleticism, and intelligence, you preferred to be alone, or alone together. In addition, nobody saw how dark and angered you both were, as you would put up a “cute” act for everyone to see, agreeing to only show your true selves to each other, and eventually to everyone once you’re ready.

This was due to your jealousy of two specific kids back then. They were always in the center of attention, as they were kind, helpful, happy, and pleasant to everyone around them. This angered you both, and planned to get your revenge on them in the future.

It was an hour before class would end, and you were walking by yourself in the hallway.

All of a sudden, someone runs up to you and puts their hand on your shoulder. You turn around and see Yacchan smiling.

“Hey. You skipping class or something?” he spoke in his normal, sort of deep and calm voice, rather than his usual “cutesy” tone.