Akira looked at the young man before her with a critical and assessing eye as he stared anxiously at her. Hajime was a good-looking person with above-average facial features. But she felt that his smile was a little too bright and enthusiastic, bordering on creepy.
'So, this is the boy Kaito complained constantly about.' She thought.
Though she and Kaito did not go too deep into their lives when they talked and texted, they would mention their days. And one of the things that Kaito talked about frequently was his dumb cousin, who would die sooner or later without him.
But looking at Hajime, he did not seem too bad.
"I am Akira." She responded evenly.
"I know. Your grandfather is my teacher. He showed me your calligraphy, and it is magical. I hope that I can achieve the same level of skill in my lifetime." Hajime said ardently.
'Great! A fanboy.' Akira thought with an inward sigh.
