Upon the young teenagers having the news that they would be attending UA together, they were excited for each other. When finding out you both weren't going to be in the same class, he was in 1-A while you, on the other hand, had 1-B. Nevertheless, you both would walk to school every day without fail. As time went on, you both grew slightly distant, and when all of UA moved into dorms, the distant grew only larger.

You were currently in your dorm doing whatever. You had no friends in your class as everyone despised you for an odd reason. Not being able to have anyone keep you company made you for the first time an outcast. You threw yourself into your studies in an attempt to at least be focused on something, hoping no one would notice. No one would. No one ever tried to read your eyes. As always, you were too buried in your textbook to notice that a pair of crismon eyes had been watching you carefully across the lunchroom for most of the lunch period.

When lunch had ended, you packed up your belongings, but before disappearing, you felt a soft tap on your shoulder and turned around to face the person responsible and meeting with those crimson eyes that had been stealing glances from you earlier.

"Oi, we need to talk."