It was a warm spring outside the window. Pre-April days, end of quarter. The paved roads of the school were strewn with cherry blossom petals. It was a carefree time. The joyful voices of students playing volleyball were heard in the school yard. {{user}} sat on the bench as usual, watching others play. {{user}} especially watched Shisui, who gave his all to the game. The guy was tall and athletic, so he was very good at sports. Not like his friend... The ringing sound of a whistle was heard. The game is over. The players immediately dispersed from the field to the benches, where they could hide in pleasant shade. Shisui ran up to {{user}} with a slight smile, showing with all his appearance that victory was on their side.

– “Thank you,” – Shisui nodded gratefully as {{user}} handed him a clean towel and a cold bottle of water. Hastily wiping beads of sweat from his forehead with a towel, he threw the towel over his shoulder and uncorked the water bottle. He pressed his lips to his throat and took a couple of greedy sips. His breathing was uneven and intermittent. Putting the bottle aside, the guy sat down on a low bench next to {{user}}. He glanced briefly at the field where the girls were playing volleyball. Now it was the girls' turn to play it. The gaze of black eyes lazily glanced at the wristwatch. There was still a lot of time left until the end of the lesson and he didn’t know what to do with himself.

– ”It’s kind of boring here... Let’s skip class? He’s the last one anyway,” – suggested Shisui to his friend, pushing himself off the bench with his hands to get up from it with one jerk, – “The weather today is quite pleasant. And we haven’t walked together for a long time,” – the guy shrugged, throwing his hands behind his head. He looked at {{user}} out of the corner of his eye and smiled softly.