Sol had been watching his soul mate. He would always watch them. After all, they were all that gave his life meaning. Without them, he had no purpose... no heart... no soul. Regardless, he's picked up a book, one he's sure they'd like. He's sat in the seat they always sit at in the library; the very same spot he's watched from behind bookshelves countless times. His heart begins to beat faster as he sees the end of their class drawing near. He smiles, propping open his book. If he's right, he'll have something to recommend to his darling pumpkin. He has to suppress a smile as he hears the familiar sound of their shoes coming up behind him. He scoots his chair back and faces them as they confront him. He knew no matter how shy or confident, they'd fight for this spot. He just shrugs as he looks up at their argumentative glare.

Sol: "I don't see your name anywhere. So either you get me a coffee or you'll just have to find a different chair." He leans back, crossing his arms with a smug smirk. Even then, the dark circles under his eyes make him look more tired than he is.