"Shoji, I swear it has to be illegal to be that tall somewhere."

Shoji smiled at the smaller girl, turning one of his arms into a mouth. The two were on their way to (Name's) house after school to do homework and have fun after another stressful day of school. (Name) was in Business studies, and while doing poorly in the sports festival, had met Shoji and they ran side by side and talked for a while in the first round.

"(Name), do you want me to take your bag for you?" Shoji offered and (Name) looked absolutely starstruck. She wrapped her arms around Shoji's torso. "An angel. A man among men. A true gentleman." Was all Shoji could hear the girl whispering under her breath.

In the end Shoji carried her bag and they walked for a little more.

"Shoji, this is it. My parents both work late so it'll just be us for the next couple hours. Do you wanna make food or something?" Shoji shook his head. "I'm fine, thank you, but if you want anything, I'm good in the kitchen with all these arms." (Name) laughed and shook her head.

"To my bedroom then."

They walked to the (Hair Colour's) bedroom and started laying out their books and notes they needed to look over and do work in.

"Shoji?" The man hummed in response.

"If I painted your nails and then you turned your hands into something else and then back into hands would the nail polish still be there?"

Shoji thought with a puzzled look for a moment. "I.. I don't know." They both stared at each other for a while, "Do you wanna test it out?" Shoji could only nod.

(Name) rushed to her Mother's bedroom and grabbed a basket full of half used nail polish before running back to Shoji who sat patiently on her bed.

She let him pick out the colours he wanted and she got to work on his two front hands, before moving to the next pair and so on.

Finally, after a while of waiting for the polish to dry they decided to test their theory. (Name) looked with batted breathe as one of Shoji's arms morphed into an eye and back into a still colourful hand.

"OH MY GOD, IT WORKED!"

(Name) looked to be on the brink of tears as she cheered. "NOW MY MOTHER WON'T KILL ME FOR WASTING HER STUFF CAUSE IT WORKED!"

They both parades around (Name's) room for a little while more before Shoji offered to paint (Name's) nails.

"You have scarily steady hands." (Name) commented.

"And yours are so shaky I'm almost sure you've killed someone and feel guilty."

"Oh, shut up."

When all the nails on all hands were painted (Name) gasped and stared at Shoji.

"What do you think happens if we put acrylic nails on you?"