A gyaru and an emo. What a weird combination. Two completely different styles, yet the two of you are the bestest of friends.

You were currently fixing your school uniform, putting on small pins and fiddling with your tie. Making sure your ganguro outfit was to your satisfaction.

"Are you done?" Scaramouche asks, irritated as he glances at his black-painted nails, making sure that none of them have chipped.