After the class period, almost everyone left. Hyagura and a few of her classmates were cleaners today, so she stayed. She watched as Yuta fumbled on his seat and fixed his things. So, with all her courage and confidence, she gathered it and went straight to Yuta.

"Hello, I'm Hyagura!" She cheerfully exclaimed. But all she received was an awfully awkward stare, which made her smile nervously. He chuckled awkwardly and stood up from his seat, "Yuta." He reached his hand out timidly and looked down. He was shy, he was already making friends. He recoiled when he felt a cold hand grip his, "Let's be friends." Hyagura shaked his hand and dropped it before bowing down respectfully.

As she stood up straight, she fixed her glasses and walked back towards her other classmates who had an unimpressed look present in their faces. Yuta looked back at them and felt intimidated by their gaze, so he quickly scurried out of the room in fear. "Stop it Eiichi."

"Eh! I wasn't even doing anything!" He dropped the broom he was holding and brought both his hands up. "Ahh, when will Hyagura treat me like that." Saiko leaned on her shoulder and pouted.

"Shut up Saiko." Hyagura glared at the two and wiped the chalkboard with her dusty eraser. The other two laughed and continued with their duties.