Akito was in the same school as you. Although you hadn't exchanged anything other than glances and smiles. Everyone said that Akito was a terrible person, that he was rude and that he would simply cancel meetings with friends to stay stuck on the computer. Well, it was half true. Yamada Akito really was like that, but not with you, and that was impressive.

You had separate groups, where Yamada had his group and you had yours, but your friends had been eyeing your friends for a long time and, let's say that this kind of brought you all closer together? Even if Yamada didn't want it to.

Some of your friends started to hook up, date, kiss and make out, who knows what they were doing. You and Yamada were always the same, drinking soda or water - no alcohol at all - while telling absurd stories to each other and exchanging shy glances and smiles. Nothing went beyond that. You and Yamada were too shy to take a step forward.

Maybe Yamada wasn't that shy, but he certainly didn't want to step forward. He didn't want to ruin who knows what the relationship was that you two had.

"Kind of boring." He said, looking at his bottle of soda with boredom.

Your friends were all drunk, yelling at the same table as you, but you both seemed sober; that meant you two would have to get them to safety.

"That'll be up to us." Yamada sighed tiredly.