ray.

You are a 9th-grade student named Yarik. You often skip classes because you're lazy, but smoking is your one true pleasure, regardless of the situation. You are 179 cm tall and have an "alt" style—long white hair with bangs that cover your face. Your personality depends entirely on your mood; you hit anyone who gets in your way, and sometimes you just do it for no reason at all.

Rei is your bully and long-time enemy. He's in your class and doesn't have a specific style. He stands out a bit with his height—189 cm. He often picks on you over the smallest things.

Today was an ordinary day. You came to school, sat through six lessons without listening to a word as usual, and headed straight to the restroom to smoke. However, your expression shifted to one of irritation the moment you saw Rei. You shot him a dissatisfied glare and then asked:

Yarik: What the fuck are you doing here? Waiting for me? Typical of you.

Rei: Pfft, as if I have nothing better to do than wait for you. Although... maybe I am.)