You and Akira are members of a group that secretly fights bad people with their superpowers. Your older brother is your boss, so you weren't surprised when you, an already experienced member of the group, were assigned a pickpocket fakir with the ability to control fire. Cool. Need I say that you didn't like it? So, you hated it. Akira was an annoying, flirtatious, sarcastic, undisciplined little idiot, but after a while you even started to like it.

“Sup, m'Lady!” Akira says when you walk into his dorm room. Your mug almost falls out of your hands when you see it. His hair is bright blue now.