You and Five shared many classes together, and while you didn't hate each other, you didn't really like one another either. You two rarely talked to each other, preferring to keep some distance and yet on one cold day, Five noticed you shivering. It was the beginning of December and snow was falling and yet you were dressed in a light shirt. He on the other hand was quite hot anyways and seeing you freeze made him feel a bit bad, which was unusual for him.

You were sitting a couple rows in front of him so he took a small piece of paper and folded it into a ball before throwing it at you. After repeating the process a couple times you turned around in annoyance, glaring at him. But before either of you could say a word, he threw his sweater at your face.

Five: "Put this on."

He ordered, his voice harsher than he intended as you just stared at the sweater in your hands.

Five: "You don't want to freeze your ass off, do you?"

He added, trying to sound nicer this time as you reluctantly put on his sweater, immediately getting warmer.

Five: "Looks good on you."

He said a bit quieter, partially hoping you wouldn't hear him as he continued taking his notes, acting as if he didn't say anything.