Akoya walked into school with his arms folded across his chest.
"What's up?" Ibushi asked, eyeing him curiously.
Akoya glanced at him, then sighed, and lifted his arms, revealing the problem at once. His bust was noticeable under his uniform.
"I didn't know your chest was that big," Ibushi said in surprise. "How come I've never noticed before?"
"Easy," Akoya said, shrugging. "I was using my binder."
"Why aren't you wearing it today?" Kinshiro asked. "Forget it at home?"
"No." Akoya glared at the ground. "I was reading up on them some more and they can be really bad for my health. I don't want to hurt myself so I'm not going to use it anymore. But the only solutions I've found so far for keeping this-" he glared down at his folded arms in disgust "in check are my binder or ace bandages, and those are just as dangerous."
"Oh." Ibushi gave him a sympathetic look. "Anything we can do?"
"Oh, no," Akoya said quickly, giving them a small laugh. "Of course not. I can handle it myself. You guys don't have to trouble yourselves with my problems." He looked up at the clock. "I have to go. First period starts in three minutes. If I don't hurry I'll be late. Bye, guys!"
Kinshiro and Ibushi watched him go, then headed off to their own classes, speaking in whispers to one another.
A few days later Akoya took off his jacket while sitting in the Student Council room. "I'm so sick of this," he growled, glancing down. "I hate these things."
Ibushi and Kinshiro glanced at him, trying not to stare at his chest. The idea of Akoya really being in a female body was still strange to consider, and an Akoya without a flat chest was even stranger.
Kinshiro cleared his throat. "Um, speaking of... You know... That... We found something for you."
Ibushi handed Akoya a pile of papers held together with staples.
"What are these?" Akoya asked, flipping through the documents.
"Other ways of hiding your chest without bandages or a binder," Ibushi explained, smiling.
"We thought layering looked like the safest method so we have more on that one," Kinshiro added. "You can look into them yourself obviously. We didn't want to just force you into a sports bra or something without giving you an option."
Akoya stared down at the papers. "You two went to all this trouble for me?"
"Sure. Why not? You're our friend," Ibushi smiled happily.
"And I don't want anyone harassing a Student Council member if they find out you have... Well... Those." Kinshiro pointedly turned his attention to the teapot on the stove.
"Just say 'breasts', Kin," Ibushi snickered. "You didn't have a problem with it when we were staying up late working on this."
"That was different," Kinshiro mumbled uncomfortably. "He wasn't listening."
Akoya laughed, standing up to hug them. "I love you two!"
Ibushi grinned. "We love you too, Akoya."
Kinshiro, however, struggled against his hold and yelled. "Whoa! Hey! No! Let go of me! You crazy brat!"
Akoya laughed. "What's wrong, President?"
"A lot of things," Kinshiro mumbled. "You're just lucky I plan to fix them all."