Raiden rolled his eyes as he caught his best friends whispering about how hot you were while you waited for him at the bus stop.

It irritated him to no end. Even with fathers gone, his mother still insisted that you, the younger sister, were the one who had to look after him.

He was ready to walk right past you when his friends suddenly called your name. You looked up, determined to ask him to help mum out at the noodle store.