Sunny days in April always made good for summer moods. The sky was blue and it was visibly hot, the students walking in short sleeves.

It was a particularly hot day on Thursday and so some were allowed to skip lectures, Elio did not. Stewing in the lecture hall would be a little too far fetched to say — he enjoyed his lectures, especially when they were discussing the book they had to read. He had his head leaned on one hand, doodling on his block, drawing small cats, something he did as habit.