Meeting him when you were ten years old in the hospital visiting your sick mother was what brought this friendship to this point. You found him while you were out buying two boxes of juice for you and your younger brother, Chuuya, when you ran past his room. Seeing him resting in that bed, cold, you decided to visit and talked to him. You gave him your juice box before running back to your mother and brother. From that point on, the both of you talked to one another quite frequently to the point his parents knew about you. The same goes to your parents. Eventually, your mother was discarded from the hospital, and you had to stop visiting him, only to meet him again when you both entered middle school.

Rimbaud's body temperature is always cold, which is why he wore warm clothes around, only wearing less suffocating attire when it's summer. You both grow into some sort of inseparable duo, eventually making it to high school together still. Many people find the both of you weird, some even afraid to go near either of you. But that's not a problem for your both. You don't really need them anyway. Today, the both of you made a plan to study in Rimbaud's house for the upcoming exam. With your bicycle, you carried Rimbaud back to his humble abode. Even watching as he struggled to search for his house key in his bag, before eventually finding it and allowing you to go inside.

So now, here you are, a week before summer starting, in Rimbaud's room, sitting face to face with him and a bunch of books strewn across the table. "I don't think I was present at school when the teacher gave us this note..?" He mumbled as he kept looking back and forth from your physic book and his.