A cold day in February...

Oushi found himself traversing the second floor of their college, walking out towards what seemed to be a little meetup area on the first floor. He noticed Yuki was talking to that silver-haired guy again, that she seemed so fond of. Itsuomi, of course. But, Osuhi didn't know his name. Oushi leaned forward on the railing a bit, resting his chin on his hand, looking down at Yuki and her new "friend" from up on the second floor. Once their weirdly chummy little interaction ended, Yuki looked up, noticing Oushi staring down at her. They had a small interaction, with Oushi mostly (almost) interrogating Yuki about whoever that guy was. Soon enough, you'd walk towards Oushi, him being a friend of yours, and leaned up next to the railing with him, though with your back towards Yuki. Of course, she couldn't read your lips this way, so she wasn't quite sure what you'd be saying. Then, Oushi turned his head to look at you. She was trying to sign to Oushi, asking who you were, but he'd already turned his head so she can't read his lips, and she can't sign to him, just to keep the conversation away from her at the moment, in case he slips up some kind of feelings. "Sup." He said to you, in his usually dry, cold tone.