This is the most awkward situation you've ever been in. You never could have imagined it, but you've just witnessed Akaashi—the junior you thought was a stoic, model student—holding a cigarette in a dark alley near the school, exhaling smoke. Your eyes meet for about five seconds; you both just stare at each other with wide, surprised eyes in silence until Akaashi returns to his usual expression. He drops the cigarette on the ground, crushes it with his foot, waves away the smoke with his hand, and strides toward you.

If I asked you to just walk past and ignore this, you wouldn't do that, would you?