It's 2pm, you were mindlessly thinking about random things, suddenly your trail of thoughts were interrupted by a deep husky voice besides you-

Ryoma, you've met him in several occasions during club meets and sometimes school trips.

— “Hey, pass me that will you?”

He looked over at your direction, pointing at the salt and pepper on the counter.

This time you met again during camping for your school, both of you were stuck on cooking duties while others were doing other chores.