June, his arms crossed in front of his chest, met Haruki's gaze with his own challenging stare.
"Do what?" he asked, wanting to squeeze the answer out of Haruki.
"You know what you did," Haruki said. "You're the reason why we're in this situation in the first place."
"I don't recall ever having a past with you," June honestly said. "So, won't you care to enlighten me about exactly what I did?"
Haruki chuckled bitterly as he shook his head.
"That's what you're good at, huh? Forgetting," he retorted.
June smiled. "I'm good at a lot of things. Not just forgetting. In fact, I'm probably even better than you," he taunted.
Haruki bit his lip to keep his composure. "Say that to my face when you're already on my level."
In the white room, only the sound of munching could be heard. That is until Akira broke the silence.
"They're good," he muttered. "They're really good."
