"Hey wake up!"

"Wha?" said Hwikek, crawling out of bed.

"What the, you went back to sleep?"

"I guess so," he told Kagami as she stood there shocked.

"But you just let me in the front door!"

"I don't remember doing that but how else would you have gotten in here?" He felt a slight chill as his friend gave him the evil eye. "So...why are you here again?"

"You said that we were going to-"

"Oh yeah! How did I forge...oops wait, today?"

This was one of the days that Kagami wondered how her friend had ever graduated from Stanford, let alone been allowed into the dorms. He couldn't even remember an event that he had planned himself? It was a miracle that he managed to teach chemistry, though this might explain why some people were still stumped by concepts as important to the subject as charges and bonds.

"Please," she facepalmed, "just get dressed."

"Okay, so are you gonna stay in—"

Kagami quickly answered by slamming the door on her way to the living room.

"Okay," said Hwikek, as they made their way out the front door, "where are we going again?"

"You're hopeless."

"I still had better grades than you di—"

"One term!"

"Ah but that's one term I will remember for quite a while." Hwikek quickly seemed to shrink to the size of a pebble as Kagami's face became red with anger. "Did that happen? I don't remember."

"Oh good," said Kagami, "because you were this close," she shook her fist, "to being dead."

"You're in a particularly friendly mood," said the high school chemistry teacher, "to what do I owe this emanating cordial aura?"

"Your general nerdiness," said Kagami, "coupled with your lack of tact."

"Then I guess you can pay for lunch!" he said with a smile.

"What?"

"I did it last time!"

"The last time you 'did it' was with a—"

"Oh look an art gallery!" he interrupted the insult as it neared critical mass, "wanna go in?"

"Sure, I love art."

"Meh," he said, "some of it is weird."

"You're just mad that you can't understand art very well. I guess it's simply beyond you."

"Finding a boyfriend is beyond you."

"Th-that wasn't fair! I was just teasing!" Part of her felt like shaking him as he snickered at her fury. It was difficult for Kagami to not simply give him a kick. "What are you doing?" she asked as he reached inside of his pocket.

"Making art."

One of her eyes twitched as she saw him pull out a black rectangle. "You have a TI-84 on you?"

"Yep." He began to punch the keys at irregular intervals. After a moment or two he stopped and smiled. "Here we go," he turned the screen towards her.

"You did that..." Kagami didn't really know quite how she should react to the unusual, "gift."

"It's a heart see? I made it by taking the—"

"Stop," said Kagami, facepalming, "don't say anything else, please?" At the sight of the pixelly image two things had instantaneously occurred in Kagami's head. The nerd in Kagami was crying with joy since there was math, and it made a shape that resembled a heart and she'd told him about this phenomenon back in sophomore year. The rest of her had immediately wanted to smash the calculator with her foot so that no one else would see what had happened. She settled for snatching it out of his hands.

"I can't believe that you would do something like this in public," she hissed, turning the device off as it was shoved into her purse.

"You didn't like it?"

"Not really," she resisted the temptation to throw her purse under the wheels of a passing bus, to destroy the evidence forever.

"But, why?"

"Don't cry! It just, I mean you're so..." She didn't know quite how to put it. "I'm sorry!"

"R-really?"

"Yes! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, it was just so nerdy, I didn't—"

"Then you can pay for lunch!"

Kagami resisted the urge to strangle him. I should have taken up Kurosawa's offer to go see a movie, she thought, I bet it would have been better than this.

"Well?"

She gave him a smile, placing a hand on his heart. Then she slammed a fist into his cheek. "Pay for your own damn lunch!"

"Hmm," said Hwikek rubbing his cheek, "you are kinda like Yukari."

"I am not! You were using me!"

"Just like that time you were using me to not fail that class!"

"You did way worse than what I did! I didn't ask you to buy me, illegally I might add, a handgun!"

"How else was I supposed to visit Compton? Did you want me to be defenseless?"

"You forgot it in my dorm!"

"Hey, it wasn't loaded," his cheeks puffed, "do you think we can get Kurosawa to take us to the movies?"

"Finally," said Kagami, "you're not simply paranoid and worthless."

"I was never either."

"Oh I'd beg to differ," said Kagami as Hwikek seemed to burn with rage. "What movie did you want to see anyways?"

"What movie did she invite you to?"

"A chick flick."

"Meh, I can handle that. I still get free popcorn."

"What makes you think that?" asked Kagami fearing that he'd ask her to pay for his expensive tastes, since movie theaters do not give popcorn away for free.

"You're not paying?"

"No."

"Do you think Kurosawa would?"

"No."

He frowned. "I guess I'll see you on Monday."