His scarf smells like an expensive perfume.

I took a sniff from the fluffy yellow scarf and looked around worriedly, how long is he gonna take inside? He's been there for over an hour now, surely it won't take him that long to look for "stuff".

"Y-N-chii!" I jumped and whipped my head so fast, I felt my neck's bone crack. (I don't know how to term it)

"R-ryota! You idiotic fruitcake! Don't creep me out like that!" I swung my bag at him and it hit him straight at his face.

"Waaah! Y-N-chii! Not the face! Not the face!" He exclaimed covering his face from another hit.

"I've already hit you though!" Frustrated, I even stomped at his left foot and turned to walk away.

"Ouch-ssu! That hurts, Y-N-chii!" I heard him whined but I did not bothered to look back. "W-wait, Y-Nchi!"

"Shut up! You left me freezing for an hour you blonde fruitcake!" I said as I stuff my hands to my jacket's pockets.

"Well, I can't let you in with me!" He defended.

"Then why did you asked me to accompany you, you blonde butthead?!" I screamed and looked at him with anger.

"B-be-because, I-I, uhmm, well I, uhm, I just, its, its, I... I can't tell you Y-Nchiii! I'm sorry!"

Gosh, he's using that again! That lost, puppy eyes of his!

"Ugh! Whatever I'm going home!" I turned away again and walked hurriedly and briskly towards the train station.

And Kise Ryota, that stupid blonde fruitcake did not even tried to stop me.

Oh wait, his scarf!

Oh what the hell, I'll keep it as payback for what he did. He would not freeze to death if I keep it. Right?