Hello there, Miss Psycho-Chan (Season 1)

So you do have a heart?

It's the second to last day of the semester, and summer was fast approaching, and it was made more obvious than ever with the blazing sun. Without discrimination or quarter the rays beat down on anybody unfortunate enough to be caught in an area without shade. One such person was our amico, Yuka the fortuneless. 

Currently he was walking home from school. Today was another day that Cono had designated to take a break from the gym. Certainly not because he wanted to, it was just so he didn't kill himself working out, at home there wasn't much for him, his mom was at work and his older brother had long since left the house. Taking it slow on his walk home he was fiddling with the tape on his hands thinking of things he could do over the summer. 

'What couldn't I do, I got the beach, the gym, video games, and uhh' He thought to himself.

Digging through his memory he realizes he doesn't do much other than that, and the beach for leisure was an occurrence which never happened, he only goes early at 4am to do his daily 5 mile run before school.

'We could go prize fighting like we did last summer!' Another voice says.

He thinks back to the times last summer where he would go on trips to the seedier parts of the city and fight for money. Last summer he pulled in around 4,000 dollars undeclared, most of which he used to buy a gaming PC.

'Yes, and that!' The original voice replies.

The heat was starting to get to him, and the sweat made his thin white shirt stick to his skin. Unbuttoning it he just took it off and wrapped it around his waist like a jacket. 

Taking off his shirt his muscles were fully exposed, days and days in the gym showed results. It was clear to see he pushed his genetics to the limit, for a man who had been cursed with the meager height of 4'9 and a wiry frame he made sure to compact as much muscle in the small space he had. A full 6 pack and arms and legs of bolstering muscles, with such devastating assets it's no wonder how he could crack one's skull open or wrestle an alligator.

'Alright, new mission, acquire provisions' He thought.

Diverting his path he makes a turn to go to a mini stop that he knew was nearby. Making a quick turn from the street he goes about cutting through the park. 

Around midway through he sees someone he didn't want to see today. Clad in dirty blond pigtails and the school uniform the person that was in front of him was non other than the sidekick of the orange haired devil that made a fool out of him the other day. Staring her down there was rage boiling in him, but his face remained in its resting position.

Noticing a pair of eyes looking down at her, the dirty blonde looks to the 68 kilogram pile of walking muscle that was dubbed Psycho Chan, The rage burning inside him was apparent and upon the first glance of him the color immediately drained from her face in fear.

'Well, this isn't good, Where is Gamo?!' She thought to herself.

As he approached the girl was visibly getting more and more terrified. 

"Going around scaring strangers ain't nice." A familiarly gruff voice said from behind him.

Yuka turned around to see the orange haired devil, and as soon as she caught sight of who she was facing, her face had converted from her normal resting face back to that terrifyingly sadistic smile.

"Now is it Shortstack?" She asks looking down at him completing her sentence.

"You wouldn't know nice if it gave you an uppercut to the chin." He says walking up to her.

"Ah no, I'm so scared!" She replies solid sarcasm practically oozing out of her words.

"Look, I'm going to give you a chance to apologize." He says cracking his knuckles.