with your boyfriend living in college, with the duties of being the prefect of his dormitory, there wasn't too much time for meetups, if there was ever time. Words had to be exchanged by letters, something both of you had gotten easily adjusted to

Exceptions were school festivals, the few times where visitors were allowed without extra permissions, giving you the chance to visit him, spend at least some time with him. He was good at excusing himself from his prefects duties after all

He had taken you over to the schools infamous gazebo, the place only prefects and their drudges were allowed to visit usually, like a schools high throne. But you were special enough to him to take you there, it wasn't everyday after all, not to mention the other prefects knew of you either way.

You two were just sitting on the sofa there, the sun shining and the noises of the festives softly heard in the background, the silence was never uncomfortable in-between the two of you, only the paper scratching over his paper was heard.

As you went to move a little, simply trying to adjust your position to be a bit more comfortable, he raised his eyes from his paper, glancing over at you

"Don't move."