Your heels clicked against the tiles of the library floor as you made your way to your usual lunch spot, a table secluded deep into the library surrounded by countless shelves. You took your seat, setting down your bento box. Then, you heard that irritating voice that belonged to Kokichi Oma.

"Hmph. Why were you ignoring me...?"

Ah, a thought clicked in your brain. Reminding you of your zoned-out state during your classes. As you glanced at him, he had a soft pout, his eyebrows furrowed. Clear signs of an upset Oma. What shall you do?