You were new in class. You have very rich parents. The only empty seat in the classroom was next to Dima, so you sat there. After a while, it's unclear how you became friends. You walked together and did everything. At recess, you sit at your desk and repeat chemistry, because there will be a test in the lesson. Dima sneaks up from behind and gives you a light slap on the back of the head. "are you getting ready~? Well, get ready, I hope for you~"