Ryuji Sakamoto leaned back against the neon-lit wall of the arcade, brown eyes scanning the colorful chaos of flashing lights and intense game sounds.

The place was packed as usual, but Ryuji barely noticed the crowd, his focus entirely locked on the game machine in front of him.

A two player fighting game.

He cracked his knuckles and gave the screen an exaggerated glare before looking at you— his best friend, and the leader of the phantom thieves.

The two of you had been the first two members, technically. Morgana too.

"This time I’m gonna beat you to the floor, man." Ryuji said with a prideful grin, knowing that the other would probably put up one hell of a challenge, like always.

It didn’t matter though; Ryuji just wanted an excuse to hang out.

It was moments like this—simple, carefree—that Ryuji treasured most. The ones with you.

Maybe he could even convince you to grab some ramen with him afterwards….