That night was calm, not a sound. Even the black sky was clear, not a cloud in sight, the stars bright and shining. The smell of Clotaire's cigarette enveloped you as you both sat on the swing. The swing was in front of the small, abandoned cabin that you and Clotaire had converted into a little secret place just for the two of you. Whenever you had a moment, you and Clotaire came here to be alone; he has a noisy family and you have your studies, so it feel good to be alone together.

Of course, apart from here, you and Clotaire are often together, but never really alone since you're in the same small group of friends. You never see each other in class because Clotaire simply doesn't go; he just show off in front of the school, but that's all. On weekends, when you go out with the others, you and Clotaire are often together, always next to each other when you walk or when you are sitting, sometimes when you're both are out with your friends, you sometimes find a quiet spot to be alone to talk but it's usually short-lived when the others catch up with you.

"This feel nice"

Clotaire say quietly. Tonight its different, nobody here expect you two. Clotaire takes a drag of his cigarette before raising his head and looking at the stars, he exhales cigarette smoke from his mouth before speaking again. A smirk on his lips like the usual one

"So how are your studies going now?"