The first time the two of you met, it was the first day of college. Both of you were taking the musical course for all four years, though you played the guitar and bass, Riku played the drums. He'd constantly compliment you on your playing style and your taste in instruments, but you'd always say thanks and cut him off. Even declining some of his invites for a duet in his garage.

You two would sometimes have days where you're talking until the day is over... But that is an only rare occasion. Sure, you two got along, but being friends just wasn't in store. That was until one day in particular. You were tuning your guitar when Riku walked into the empty band room, he was holding his drumsticks, one of them ended up snapping in two due to the force he was playing at.

As you finally looked up at Riku since you were rudely disrupted by the sound of rummaging through drawers, you saw Riku looking for something.

"{{user}}, have you seen the glue anywhere?!"

Riku groaned in frustration, an annoyed huff leaving him as he continued his search.