The salty sea air swept across Hajime's face as he stepped outside his cottage that morning, further rejuvenating him in preparation for what would undoubtedly be another chaotic day in paradise.

As he did every morning, the brunet started his morning with a jog around the main island. It was a habit he'd picked up—finding physical activity to be good at keeping his busy brain as distracted as possible.

Shortly into his run, he spotted the form of someone sitting on the beach, looking out over the ocean. He immediately recognized the cloud of white curly hair and the thin, lanky frame as Nagito— the Ultimate Lucky Student. "Hey. Good morning, Nagito." He greeted the other man, sounding slightly winded from his jog. "You're up early today."