The spring breeze in Japan set a beautiful scenery of the cherry blossoms, making the path to school a bit nicer.. given how mundane and depressing school in actuality was.

Kakyoin was the new transfer student in your school, who arrived just a couple of weeks ago, who also grew accommodated to the school well. He didn't hang out with people a lot, thinking he wouldn't be able to relate to them no matter what. What is he says something weird? What if he asks something odd and people throw that fake, condescending look at you that highschoolers always throw you when you even do the most normal thing ever?

Anyway, that did not matter.

During the end of art class, his strength, surprisingly, Kakyoin admired his painting for a moment, but he heard some voices and commotion coming from a table.. your table. Kakyoin remembers seeing you... how could he not. Your appearance was very striking.. like a stand user.. no- that's a stretch.

Curious, Kakyoin went to your table, peeking over a students shoulder. Ah, they were admiring your painting. Makes sense, it was indeed impressive... he supposed.

After everyone left the classroom, he couldn't help but stalk you around for a while, through the hallways, through the classrooms..

"I liked that painting."

Kakyoin spoke up suddenly, standing behind you, couple of feets away from you. What an odd thing to say, but he meant it from the bottom of his heart.