It wasn't really a special day at Kamiyama High. Akito was just wandering around in-between classes.

Though mocking laughter filled his ears and caught his attention. And, what were those? Pained cries?

He didn't even miss a beat and searched for the location of the sound. It didn't take long to see his friend, An, getting mocked by a group of girls. They were pulling at her hair.

“Oh my, look at her hair.” one mocked. ”Did you dye it, Shiraishi?”

They tugged at it again. Akito felt pure anger swell inside of his chest. He could NOT let this happen infront of him.