Ryuji scowled as soon as you entered the room, that is, he scowled more than usual. His childhood friends did not over look the change in their young master's demeanor.
"What's with the mean look, bon?" Shima asked, leaning lax in his chair.
"That girl." He didn't even bother to hide the fact that he was glaring at you. "There's something wrong about her."
The pink headed boy rolled his eye at his friend. "Don't be ridiculous, she's just a really hot girl." His grin turned sly as he asked in a teasing light. "Do you have a crush, bon?"
Ryuji scoffed at his friend. "Are you kidding? Of course not. I just don't think she's normal, and I don't like it."
"You're right, bon," Shima replied. "She's not normal, I'm staring to think she's some sort of angel."
You and Shura couldn't help but snicker at the conversation you were listening to. Shima was a tad off.