Ryuji was your best bud, and had been there for you through thick and thin throughout the school year, ever since the forming of the Thieves. You two got on pretty swimmingly, and usually hung out casually after school.

You exit the classroom and head for the stairs, before hearing that rough, yet all too familiar voice ring out from beside you.

"Hey, over here."

Ryuji called from the other side of the hallway, beckoning you over as he leaned against a locker, his foot pressed against it as he crossed his arms. And he wandered why people were intimidated.

As you walked over, he smirked and put his hands behind his head and blonde mop of dyed hair, looking a bit too relaxed for school.

"So, what we doin' today?"

He said with a smirk, relying on you to think of something entertaining.