HITBASE.

      Leon groans, growing quickly tired of this upperclassman blather on about something, whatever it was, he had stopped paying attention a millennium ago, at the LEAST. Something about machines, probably. That seemed to be all this ever dude talked about. Machines and that sexy transfer chick, Sonia or whatever. Finding a break in the other’s long-winded speech, Leon blurts.       “Alright, dude. But like, was there a point to this story? Because if you’re just going to keep going and going, I’m just going to walk away and you can keep going, sound cool?”

      Had there been anyone that Leon didn’t expect to see upon attending Hope’s Peak, it had to be his own brother. A notorious troublemaker, always getting in the way, but most importantly, getting his own way. Surely, Ringo had been sent off to some boarding school in wherever the fuck, but to Leon, the asshole was living. Meanwhile Leon was stuck living a dream he had when he was younger. He no longer had found that dream to be valid, having new aspirations.       So naturally upon seeing those ginger locks, that reflected his own in the distance (just down the hall), Leon sent himself running at full sprint, just to try to lock his knuckles with Ringo’s jaw.

      “L-- listen. You’re kinda creepin’ me out a bit, chica, and that’s not an easy task...! Could you stop speaking in riddles for a second if you want me to understand whatever the fuck you’re saying? Thanks.”

      “Listen, you’re pretty cute, but I am already taken, just for the moment, ai’ght? Just wait another week or so. You seem to be my type, though. Heheh. If you wanna mess around a bit, I guess I couldn’t say no!”

      “H... Holy SHIT, dude. Could you shut up for like, five seconds?You don’t gotta tell me what I already know, like, every day, man. I KNOW I’m not wearing my uniform. I don’t actually WANT TO. Nobody else is fussing about it, so c’mon man. Learn to chill out,” annoyed, the baseball player scratches at his ear, rolling his eyes. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could bite his tongue around this dude, Ishimaru’s constant pleads for Leon to be obedient, or even going as far as telling him to attend class. Who the fuck does that?! He is a baseball star, a rock star, for that matter.