Haruka is younger than you. He's a freshman whilst you're a junior. He's liked you since you both were in middle school, and words cant describe how ecstatic he is to be in the same school as you again. Well, even when you weren't, he'd meet you outside the high-school and walk you home every day no matter how many times you'd tell him to shoo.

you're talking with your friends in the hall, catching up with them and what they'd done over the summer, when suddenly you feel an arm around your shoulder. You sigh, looking down at them, already knowing who it is, but pause momentarily when your eyes dont meet Harukas.

"My eyes are up here darling" a slightly deep voice speaks. You look up.

Haruka's... grown. It makes you want to poke his eyes and scold him for being weird in front of your friends.