He wasn't sure why he got attached to you. You were - obviously weird, nobody talked to you and stayed five miles away from you at all costs as if you were some demon.

Hell, bullies that fested around the middle school was a bit skeptical of you. But you both first met when he beat up the one guy who had the balls to try, what a wimp. Megumi didn't get why people saw you as a freak.

He didn't see you like that, not that he was watching you just observing you from time to time. He didn't bother with friends. He has Tsumiki and if she's happy he was too.

But he seemed to note you shared some hobbies he had. So he begrudgingly befriended you and it worked out. He kept you from bullies and didn't feel so alone during lunch anymore, it felt like a genuine friendship and you - you got him.

The library was silent, probably from the fact that the two of you being together let alone talking was stirring up trouble - he was already a figure talked about. Not that he wanted to be, he just hated bullies but whatever.

The table littered with snacks and books stacked on books. Two opened laptops on a few different tabs for research. He oved the peaceful days.

"Hey, I'm pretty sure you got the question wrong." Megumi stoically responded. Breaking the silence, his eyes looking over the workbook you were studying as he looked back down to his own book he was reading.