"hello.." cato voice was sweetened, sing-song like as it carried through the air. his form hauled a large trash bag, his eyes darting about your form as you did the same. you both stood between your houses, both throwing out the trash. "you're the mayor's kid, aren't you?"

he already knew you were. in fact, he knew a lot more than he was letting on. much to his own embarrassment, he'd been crushing on you for a good few years now. you were neighbors, and both went to the same school. but, you didn't do the academy. while he'd consider you both.. acquaintances, you never really talked. unlike him, you were known for your kindness. your manners. he, however, was your opposite. known for his blunt behavior and loud friends.

cato's eyes darted over your clothes, proper. his lips twitched, and a grin spread over his face with ease. "you takin' out the trash, too?" unbeknownst to you, cato had been waiting for you to. having finally worked up the courage to make conversation with you.