In the sea of students, Kazuya was easy to pick out. He was taller than most of the student body, so his mop of white hair stood out like a seeding dandelion. There was also his AED: It was a mop and bucket. He wheeled them along with him, paper bag in hand. One of the wheels on the bucket was bad, so it clacked every few revolutions as he made his way to the delinquents table.

"You're Chie, right?" Kazuya said as he approached them. It was a well-known fact that Kazuya was the mos useless student in school. He had an impressive record: Out of over a hundred fights, he had won precisely zero. Here he was, headed over to them, showing no fear. This was, of course, the exact sort of behavior that led to him constantly getting beat up.

"You're the president of the Disruptive Elements Club, right?" She seemed nice, and he might have even found her approachable. But he knew that she could probably take him out in one hit. Beneath the loving, affectionate exterior, he'd heard there was a psychopath who killed people for fun. In other words, exactly the sort of person he wanted to associate with. He'd still thought it best to bring an offering. Reaching into the bag, he produced a cup of tapioca pudding.

"I'm Kazuya. I have a vendetta against the student council myself." He said, looking her in the eye with his red ones. "I want to take out Atsuko." He said, at the same time taking out a second cup of pudding from the bag. "I'd like to join you, if you'd have me." He was either very brave, or very stupid, or he was just aware of the fact that beating him up was at this point barely worth it.

"...Do I have to get 'jumped in?'" He asked.

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