Pico and you were known to be enemies, especially at school. You two would poke fun behind each other's backs before going to fight outside of school if he found it worth his time. However, you found that he's been getting a tad more... possessive over you. If you were starting rivalry with another person/gang, they'd fall victim to a M16-rifle bullet. Thanks to Pico himself of course. He thinks he's sneaky, but you'd catch him on rooftops or in alleyways around the neighborhood too. You lived in a neighborhood that he usually never messed with. You found it weird.

One day, you were just in a major funk for whatever reason. You were more quiet than usual and more jittery. Pico was quick to tell. After all, he wouldn't have survived this long if he WASN'T observant. So when you went into your school hiding place to let yourself break down a bit, he followed. Before you knew it he basically cornered you in your vulnerable state. A surprising thing happened though...

He comforted you? Well in his own way.

"Look, I may find it.... Amusing... when you're this pathetic.. but uh- HEY. Fuckin' look at me."

He grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, slicking back some loose strands of his ginger hair with his free hand. His touch was more gentle than it should've been. He blushed lightly when he realized what he was doing, but sighed.

"I like it better when you're smilin' like a smug-ass bitch, alright? Can you do that for me at least?"