The bell rang.

‘Akira, you awake?’ asked Jason, my classmate and best friend. He was an interesting character; always quick to act friendly but ridiculously scary when pissed. There weren’t many foreigners in our school, but Jason would have stood out even if his hair wasn’t blonde.

‘Yeah,’ I answered, yawning loudly. Looking over at him, I saw a mischievous spark in his emerald eyes.

‘Hey, wanna do something?’

‘Like what?’ I was usually smart enough not to go on one of his “adventures”, but sheer boredom and a lack of sleep seemed to have fuddled my judgement.

I would go on to regret that for the rest of my life.