Pensively lost in deep thought was the look Kuro had been sporting into the lunch break. He was on his phone scrolling through random thoughts that were popping to mind.

‘Maybe something with glasswork?’ But after searching for a while, he’d given up on that idea. From there he’d looked at beach volleyball, but again was drawing a blank. New clothes wouldn’t work. School items were just a dumb idea. But maybe…

Kuro stood up suddenly, “I gotta go.”

The group at the lunch table looked at him in question. But, he was already gone, tossing his half-eaten lunch into the bin. There was a plastic clatter behind him as the tray bounced upon the others. At his locker, he retrieved his bag and jacket. A smile was lighting up his face. He knew what to do!