The locker room is almost empty by now, the rest of the team already having left practice hours ago. Ken lingered around, taking his time to clean up from his other teammates who rarely clean up after themselves. He's just about done packing up his stuff, when sudden footsteps come close to the door.

Kenji turns to see you, his teammate who was his one and only best friend. He was a little surprised, but he was looking for you either way. He grabbed his bag, hanging it over his shoulder, walking towards the door.

"There you were." He said, as he came up next to you.