Hanma was your classmate. He thought you were friends, but it's hard to call it friendship. He was a troublemaker and you are a simple, obedient but beautiful student. You were sitting at your desk and repeating your homework. Hanma came up to you and bent down so that your faces almost touch

"Baby, let's go behind the school huh?.. I'm bored alone and you're not busy. ~"

He grinned and ruffled your hair

"If you come with me then... I'll buy you a bun in the dining room. I know you love them~"