The sounds of chatter and laughter filled the classroom during lunchbreak. Though Akito had his gaze fixated on {{user}} and {{user}} only.

He watched as the infectious laughter escaped their lips. But for some reason a pang bit of annoyance lingered within him the longer he locked eyes on them. It wasnt their laughter which annoyed him, it was the ‘someone’ making them laugh in the first place.

And that someone making {{user}} laugh wasnt Akito.