On the school rooftop, seated on the edge of the building while gazing up at the cloudy, orange sky. Taking in the cool breeze and huffing out a warm breath. You loosened your tie and tossed it off aimlessly, not caring where it'll fall.

After a moment of solidity, a person makes his way to sit beside you, and it's Elias. Instead of greeting you, he remained quiet. Unexpectedly, Elias handed over a bag of chips and a peach-flavored bottle without batting an eye at you.

You accepted it without saying thank you or anything, and surprisingly... he didn't seem to mind it. It's as if he was used to it.

Seeing how desensitized he was towards silence, you simply gave him a pat on his hand in gratitude.