Chapter Sixteen: Style

Me: K, …question: Who here's got the most style?

Honcho: ME, obviously!

Wakiya: Excuse me?! I've got the most style, and everyone here knows it. Your version of "style" is a cape with books in your belt along with an oversized fan. That's just nonsense.

Honcho: HEY-

Zac: You children don't know a thing about style. I definitely am the top choice for this question.

Silas: I beg to differ—

Hyde: HAHAA HONESTLY, I VOTE FOR PHI- HE'S GOT THE MOST RIDICULOUS OUTFIT BY FAR— IF THAT DOESN'T COUNT AS STYLE, THEN I DON'T KNOW WHAT DOES.

Phi: Hyde, have you seen your outfit? It's ten times more bizarre than everyone else's.

Hyde: Aww, you're so kind— HEY GUYS, PHI THINKS I'VE GOT THE MOST STYLE!

Phi: wait, what-?!

Free: hm. Y'know what, I'm going to vote for Silas.

Silas: —really?

Free: eh. why not? you've got style.

Ken (Besu): duh… I'd say it's Zac.

Zac: *throws hands up* THANK YOU. See?! At least one of you has eyes… *shakes head*

Me: *to readers* You know, just between you and me, I'd say it's probably Silas first, then Hyde and Phi tied for second, then Zac, and then Honcho for the leaderboard.

*bickering continues*

Me: …*sigh*