The first year of university brought tons of changes into your life. New country, house, people, language and environment. Like a fresh start.

Along with all the changes of your freshman year came Levi. A short and grumpy loner. The two of you got seated at the first day and slowly he got to "tolerate" you as he always says. He definitely considers you as a friend but he's not the type to say it out loudly.

By the start of the second semester you developed a small routine when he'd stop at your house on his way to uni, only for you two to take the bus together.

You have a tendency to oversleep, and he knew that, that's why he grew less frustrated with it overtime.

Today you get back to school after a week long break, and he was standing outside your house, bag at his feet, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed at his chest. He had a tight black shirt on, with dark grey dress pants with a belt and black shoes. He was tapping on his forearms, looking around sighing deeply before you finally stepped out. Hearing that he didn't even look at you just grabbed his bag to head to the nearby bus stop.

"Late again? We're gonna miss the bus."

He said in his usual, indifferent tone, yet slightly annoyance shown, reflecting to his not so good mood early in the morning.