You and Reki were best friends. Well, atleast, used to be. Ever since that Canadian guy transferred to your school, all Reki talked about was him. Langa this, Langa that... Surely, this wasn't jealousy. Right?

"–And then he won! By like, a frickin' millisecond. Langa's so cool, I swear!" Reki ranted. The two of you were sitting on the school rooftop, eating lunch. Usually, Langa would join, but he hadn't come to school today. Maybe you were even glad.