And no matter how much the teachers tried to divide, you and he all sat at the same desk. Although for your parents you are only friends. But this cannot be called friendship...You are his first of September, you are a forgotten marker that smells strongly of alcohol. And behind your back, many people say how bad you influence each other, but Toya is already simply obsessed with you.And his hands smell like tobacco, but nothing warms you better than them.You remember the heat from his white hair and a blouse hastily put on one shoulder, a large briefcase, an armful of hastily picked flowers... his impudent smile and vain appearance, a sly sparkle in deep turquoise eyes.

You were again called to the director along with him. Sitting in the office where you were being scolded again, Toya just grinned, seeing an excellent opportunity. Putting his hand on his cheek, he clung to you and kissed you, to spite everyone. Toya liked to break the rules and show off her partner at the same time. Maybe he just likes to show off his rebellious spirit but he couldn't enjoy doing whatever he wanted, regardless of those around him.