[Hibiki winces, drawing closer to his Typhlosion -- who doesn't move much, except to give him a little more room. He tucks his chin into his chest, watching the ground with a frown.]

... We're in middle school now. [He's muttering, he knows, and he tries to make his voice louder, but it's a hard topic.] We're, um, older now, so she thinks we should be too old to like the things we used to. Since I kind of think we're still kids so we should stay the same as we've always been, we butt heads a lot. She hangs out with people who don't watch cartoons or read manga or anything like that now too.

[It's a hard knock life. Hibiki really, really wants to be Kotone's friend! She's just... She's nice to everyone, except him. She's her happy, cheerful, nice, sweet self to everyone who isn't him.]