A genuinely amused laugh escaped Takako's lips as Yuuki dryly commentated on her own comments about him being experienced in making friends. Grinning, she leaned back on her hands and regarded the older boy with a fond look, unintentionally letting her guard down momentarily.
「Well, am I wrong, Yuu-kun? From what I've seen so far, you've been hitting it off pretty well with most people here. So I think I can say that you're-- HEY!」
Compliments are broken by an indignant shriek as Yuuki (to Takako's perception, at least) suddenly swooped in without warning and seized her bag. She gave a futile chase, accompanied by some hops as she tried in vain to grab the stolen goods held above Yuuki's head.
「Irie Yuuki! You jerk, give that back, or I swear I'll have you dancing until your legs fall off, I'm serious! Give me back my bag!」
Complaints and insults were hurled in vain as Yuuki simply gave her a frustratingly familiar shit-eating grin and held the bag above his head until Takako finally relented, but not before loudly declaring that she was only stopping because she didn't want to damage her ankles or knees any further and not because she was too short to reach.
She'd die before giving him the satisfaction of that.
Plopping down onto the floor with an exaggerated sigh and deciding that this was a good time for a certified Takako Sulk Moment(™), Yuuki's words to the plush had her suddenly pausing. As as he continued to talk, Takako felt her eyes welling with tears, and she bit down harshly on her lip to stop any sobs from escaping.
Really, what the hell had she done to deserve Yuuki as a friend? Why would someone like him ever put up with a foolish girl like her, who proclaimed one mindset, yet ignored it when things hadn't gone her way?
Maybe it was her that should have had the stage name 'Lucky Child.'
Sniffling a little as Yuuki finally relinquished the bag to her again, Takako stared resolutely at the wall for a few seconds as she tried to collect herself.
"Idiot." She mumbled in Korean, the word harsh but her tone nowhere near it, even with forced back tears choking it up somewhat. Clearing her throat and rummaging in the bag for a bottle of water, she took a few (generous) sips from it before continuing.
"Waddle Dee-ya says Yuuki-ssi talks too much" she bit back, but the look in her eyes as she turned back to her best friend showed there was no malice in the words, perhaps simply a little exasperation. "But he listened well and will remind me of those words. And he also says that if Yuuki-ssi stops embarrassing Takako-ya, she'll buy him anything he wants from the convenience store and won't nag for a whole day. That's fair, yes?"